Tuesday, 14 February 2012
Photo-voltaic panels, deadlines and a nice curry
It has been an eventful day as the men and the Photo-voltaic panels for the roof turned up to start fitting the fittings and then the panels. It is all go because there is a deadline set by the government which says, you must meet a deadline for a prize (A good prize). But if you miss the first deadline a man will say you missed the deadline, but we will give you some money (a bit), but not as much as you would have got. But if you miss the second deadline well then there is no prize and you do not get to pass go.
On top of that mum and dad had to drive in a huge circle that took almost half the day to do so that they could arrive back where they started. Actually mum is at Napoleon Beelzebub’s Very Strange Victorian Curiosity Shop as it now only has three weeks left before he returns to the underworld, and the curiosity shop turns into a shop.
The good news is that we are all off for a curry tonight at the very nice Indian restaurant in Monty with Mr Charlie and Miss Jane to discuss life the universe and stuff. So tonight’s diary entry is shortish.
The bad news is its Valentine's Day which dad always forgets like lots of chaps, because as dad says it is what men do, forget stuff, like birthdays, anniversaries, Christmas and well loads of stuff.
And bad news for those of you planning to put solar panels on your roof. It appears that after the 1st April (I think) unless your house meets rather exacting standards in efficiency regarding electricity use, insulation etc you will not be allowed to add them. As there will be someone going out to inspect the house to ensure it meets these rather demanding new standards (I say all this but I know nothing, so best to check). I only add this last little paragraph in order to be informative and useful to the great British public, sort of.
Please note that last paragraph will be removed in the block buster movie
The Ghost Writer has promised to take me to Brecon tomorrow, Well Cool maybe, as long as he is not grumpy (OK he will be grumpy).
A valentines day song