Sorry for the lack of posts of late. I've been keeping myself occupied over on Whiny God Botherer's blog having lots of giggles about god, the balance of probabilities and tea.
Normal grumpyness at idiots and government will resume next weekend as soon as I've incinerated the arseholes who promised my new kitchen would have something to cook on by this evening and doesn't.
6 comments:
Why does a dragon need something to cook on? Can't you just breathe on the food...?
Mrs Dracunculus likes food that isn't totally burnt :-)
Fair enough. I hope the cooker is now up and running, and Mrs Drac has enjoyed some slightly-less-than-incinerated kitchen (non-)delivery people on toast.
Had to get the camping stove down from the loft in the end.
Not a happy dragon!
Consider yourself lucky - try no boiler Mrs B is not laughing. Needs a total replacement and "its a busy time of year guv" seems a universal response. Will go and buy one myself soon, could do with some dragons breath on my radiators at the moment. Brrrrr..
Boiler failures are God's way of telling you to drink more scotch. However I can imagine Mrs B is not best pleased.
Tell you what I will set fire to the useless twat of a project manager I'm lumbered with and send him over. He should burn for a couple of days.
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