'Am I insured for loss of bumper caused by incompetent doppelganger'?

Greetings bloggees and bloggettes, before I forget whats happened in the last couple of weeks, I'd better blog it for ritual amusement!

Right then, we'll begin on the Monday after the Friday before, and glory of glories, my resignation day! They must have thought something was up with me, when I walked (or skipped) in singing every verse to 'so long, farewell' from the sound of music! Everyone was really happy for me, which was nice, even the hundreds of recruitment firms i've had to let go of (ah haaa, the boots on the other foot!), all apart from one girl at an agency who obviously thought that she could get me a better job, as she responded to my news by saying 'oh.......well that must be nice for you'! Great customer service, my dear, do you have a good working relationship with all your clients!!?

Anyway the rest of the week, and this week for that matter, has been really good, apart from one evening, but I shall blog about that over the bank holiday weekend (hopefully), yes dear readers, advanced blogging. Aren't I the clever arse!!? (Probably best not to answer that actually!)

About 3 weeks ago we went to Notcutts in Shirley and when I got the car back home I realised that some clever idiot had buffed my bumper, and not in a remotely good way! I think they had overshot the parking angle and clipped the bumper.....then decided that they might as well take the paint off the rest of the bumper, especially as they had done such a good job of it so far! So I was left with a nice scratch right along my bumper, which needed fixing, so I called 'Chips Away', who apparently are the best and quickest paint-scratch repairers in the world, which makes me really wanna go to Bongo-Bongo (is that a real place, or have I watched too many Carry On films!?), and see if they do a nice cheap call out, just for the heck of it!

Anyway a chap came out, looked at the bumper, said £94, and gave me a date of yesterday (3rd May) to come out, which he did.....an hour late and looking the spitting image of me! This startled me a little, as it did when he put the giant nappy on my car to stop the paint splatter, but the fear was really instilled in me when it was fairly clear that he hadn't actually used any of the machinery before. I dunno though, it might have just been my imagination running away with me, but when you see someone pressing as many buttons on a hydraulic anything, and getting the same startled-rabbit look, when the thing in his hand (the machine, u sick bunnies!) suddenly goes off and sprays him in the face, or buffs his hand, you kinda don't have the same faith in him that you should do, especially when the car is worth £14k, and you have it on hire purchase agreement, when you've already had 2 punctured tyres in the space of a few months!

....cue scurrying around to find my insurance policy!

After about 2 hours of biting my fingernails, and him biting his, in an extraordinarily similar manner (!), he finished, got paid, and I got my heart rate to something resembling normal!

My new firm sent through a request for various bits and bobs of information the other day so they could do their pre-employment screening checks (remember, if there's no body, there's no crime really!), so I sent that off, good as gold, and they returned it recorded delivery to my home address, the only problem being that someone has to sign for it, which no one did as people do tend to work in the daytime!, so I got home on Wednesday to find a little card pushed through the letterbox saying that no one was at home and could we pick it up from the Moseley Delivery Sorting Office, which is in Kings Heath (don't ask, if you don't want a silly answer!), so first thing this morning, me and Mom trundled down to the sorting office, through the throngs of rush hour traffic, and picked up the package with all my bits and bobs in. As we were walking down to the sorting office from where we had parked, we did wonder why there were so many parked cars on the road, when there was no school for a couple of miles in any direction. When we came out of the sorting office, we kinda found out why....

...Now, for all those people that have watched 'Carry on Cabby' will remember the scene where Sid James (hahahaha etc) tries to steal all the customers from Hattie Jacques' newly formed all-girl cab firm. Sid James sends all his cabs out at the same time and it looks like absolute chaos, like the good old days of half-decent motor racing, when the drivers had to peg it to their cars..

..that, my friends, is what our postal delivery service has come down to! A huge bell rang out and hundreds of men and women were running out to their cars with their postbags, joking along with each other, and roaring off into the distance to break good, bad and indifferent news via the medium of mail! It was an amazing sight to see as we ducked for cover from the onslaught, but great fun!

Highlight of the week for TV viewing, had to be the reunion of the 'Allo Allo' crew. Classic BBC TV at its best, when the beeb actually put our license fees to something half decent, yes I am really that old!

TTFN