Everything breaks at once

Hum.

Have had a spate of things breaking last few days. Vacuum cleaner went up in smoke (literally), home phone has died, my mobile phone apparently decides to work only when it isn't raining, and the car has gone sick this morning too.

BT made me laugh. I reported the fault, etc etc. When it is sorted out and I can use the phone again, I find a message on 1571 saying "this is BT, if your phone still isn't working, call us back". Er hello? The phone needs to be working to pick up the message you donkeys. Probably one of the more pointless messages I've known.

I'm all by myself for new years eve tonight (aaaaaaaaaah). Mainly because I have to get up at stupid am tomorrow (i.e. I need to be out of the house by 5am) and Bec has been quite sensible and returned to Colchester to spend new year with people with normal jobs. She was going to drive but then the car died. She went by train.

So I'm sat here with a cat who's gone off in a huff somewhere waiting for what will be a bedraggled mechanic (how minging is this weather?) to come round and probably tell me that the car needs to go to a main dealer. Still, at least the breakdown people will take the car there for free when it's booked in. I say for free, I'm paying £100 or so or year for the privilege of breakdown cover!

Oh yes- happy new year all! Watch out for me looking bored in Parliament Square tomorrow, apparently this New Years parade thing is on TV. Although I'd guess the cameras will be more interested in the imported american high school cheerleaders than some bleary eyed muppet in a yellow jacket and daft hat ;-)