I seem to have been running to keep up today!
Firstly, yesterday I had problems with sending Nugget 326 out as an attachment to an email. Some people got the email and the attachment, some people got the email but no attachment, and a few received neither. In the end, I decided to resend the whole thing after removing the password on the PDF. This seemed to solve the problem ... and then someone noticed that there was an error in Nugget that needs to be changed! I’ll be doing that later ... but I won’t be sending the corrected copy out as an attachment.
Secondly, my wife’s car tracker decided to send a warning to the company who installed it, and they contacted us to ask if the car had been stolen. The car was safe on outside our house ... but the tracker had been triggered because the car’s 12v battery was flat. I had to start the car using a newly purchased jump start power pack, and then drive it for at least thirty minutes in order to charge the battery. Sue decided that if we had to do that, we might as well go shopping in Dartford ... which led to my third ‘problem’ of the day.
Parking in Dartford was easy, but with the exception of one ticket machine, there was nowhere to pay. I eventually managed to buy a ticket ... and then we discovered that we could not walk through the shopping centre as usual, but had to walk around the outside to get where we wanted to be. From then on, I seemed to spend a lot of time in queues. I queued outside WHSmith so that I could join the queue inside for the Post Office. We then had to queue outside Poundland ... and then outside Sainsburys. At the latter, we got to the front of the queue to discover that only one person per household was allowed in!
Sue elected to go in to do the shopping, and I waited outside, keeping at least 2m from anyone else. What I found annoying was that the ‘one person per household’ rule only applied to adults. Single adults could take in as many children as they liked ... and they did. Some of the ‘children’ were definitely teenagers who would - in other circumstances - have been identified as adults.
This led to a confrontation at the doors to the supermarket between a man and the security staff. The man was accompanied by a ‘child’ who looked at least eighteen years old, and when the staff tried to stop them going in together, the man became abusive. He was very aggressive, and shouted that the ‘child’ was vulnerable, and could not be left on her own. (To me, she looked vulnerable in the same way a Tiger I tank looks vulnerable to an infantryman who is solely armed with a rifle and hand grenade.) The security staff allowed them in ... and then the ‘vulnerable’ child made a racist comment as she walked past them. (One of the security staff was Asian.) It was just at this point that Sue came out with our shopping, and we missed the end of the confrontation, although judging by what was being said, the police had been called to remove the man and ‘child’.
We finally got home at 2.00pm, having been out for almost three hours. By the time we had eaten lunch, most of the afternoon seemed to have gone, and we spent a couple of hours trying to recuperate.
One thing good did happen. Just before 6.00pm a courier delivered a parcel from Airfix/Humbrol. I had ordered some paint online from them last week, and it took less than a week (including the Bank Holiday weekend) to deliver my order. Great service ... and it means that I can now start work on renovating my collection of 20mm Russian vehicles and artillery.
Firstly, yesterday I had problems with sending Nugget 326 out as an attachment to an email. Some people got the email and the attachment, some people got the email but no attachment, and a few received neither. In the end, I decided to resend the whole thing after removing the password on the PDF. This seemed to solve the problem ... and then someone noticed that there was an error in Nugget that needs to be changed! I’ll be doing that later ... but I won’t be sending the corrected copy out as an attachment.
Secondly, my wife’s car tracker decided to send a warning to the company who installed it, and they contacted us to ask if the car had been stolen. The car was safe on outside our house ... but the tracker had been triggered because the car’s 12v battery was flat. I had to start the car using a newly purchased jump start power pack, and then drive it for at least thirty minutes in order to charge the battery. Sue decided that if we had to do that, we might as well go shopping in Dartford ... which led to my third ‘problem’ of the day.
Parking in Dartford was easy, but with the exception of one ticket machine, there was nowhere to pay. I eventually managed to buy a ticket ... and then we discovered that we could not walk through the shopping centre as usual, but had to walk around the outside to get where we wanted to be. From then on, I seemed to spend a lot of time in queues. I queued outside WHSmith so that I could join the queue inside for the Post Office. We then had to queue outside Poundland ... and then outside Sainsburys. At the latter, we got to the front of the queue to discover that only one person per household was allowed in!
Sue elected to go in to do the shopping, and I waited outside, keeping at least 2m from anyone else. What I found annoying was that the ‘one person per household’ rule only applied to adults. Single adults could take in as many children as they liked ... and they did. Some of the ‘children’ were definitely teenagers who would - in other circumstances - have been identified as adults.
This led to a confrontation at the doors to the supermarket between a man and the security staff. The man was accompanied by a ‘child’ who looked at least eighteen years old, and when the staff tried to stop them going in together, the man became abusive. He was very aggressive, and shouted that the ‘child’ was vulnerable, and could not be left on her own. (To me, she looked vulnerable in the same way a Tiger I tank looks vulnerable to an infantryman who is solely armed with a rifle and hand grenade.) The security staff allowed them in ... and then the ‘vulnerable’ child made a racist comment as she walked past them. (One of the security staff was Asian.) It was just at this point that Sue came out with our shopping, and we missed the end of the confrontation, although judging by what was being said, the police had been called to remove the man and ‘child’.
We finally got home at 2.00pm, having been out for almost three hours. By the time we had eaten lunch, most of the afternoon seemed to have gone, and we spent a couple of hours trying to recuperate.
One thing good did happen. Just before 6.00pm a courier delivered a parcel from Airfix/Humbrol. I had ordered some paint online from them last week, and it took less than a week (including the Bank Holiday weekend) to deliver my order. Great service ... and it means that I can now start work on renovating my collection of 20mm Russian vehicles and artillery.
