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Wednesday Oct 25, 2006

The big move

Well it seems even adventurers grind to a halt and cannot be blessed with good luck all the time. I wonder if Sir Ranulph Fiennes has ever been told ‘can’t do the trip now, it’s the wrong kind of snow’ or ‘sorry mate but the poles need to be relocated.’

There I am practicing my people folding skills (yoga to the uninitiated) and drafting out my lesson plans to render ultimate bendiness on my currently unbendy neighbours when a letter hit my doormat with an ominous thud. It detailed the findings of the official looking men with clipboards that had recently surveyed my flat.

These findings were not good

Major structural work was needed. Urgently.

Extremely major structural work.

We (and we being my whole road) were being decanted (a euphemistic spin term to quell the rising discontent) at the height of summer into alternative accommodation for 3-4 months so builders could attack our properties with much vehemence.

A little disquieting.

And so with as much as 3 weeks notice before the off my well intended healing circle plans were hurriedly disregarded in favour of bubble wrap, tea chests and multiple rolls of brown packing tape (as half the roll is always wasted by bunching itself into annoyingly around my fingers).

Having moved I entered a telecommunications vacuum whereupon I was quickly made to realize my acute techno-dependence. A certain phone company (so ‘good’ it named itself twice) lived up to the reputation that earned them a prime slot on BBC1’s Watchdog. Another phone company proved that whilst it is good to talk an ‘ology’ is needed to convert the myriad phone sockets in my house (one for each cable company that had an offer on that month) and that a day off is needed for the engineer’s visit every 2nd Wednesday of the month. 3 of these visits are needed on average and multiple 60 minute phone calls to customer services requiring navigation through assorted automated menu options and assorted global call centres should also be scheduled into your to-do list.

It proved to be the ultimate test of tenacity. Who needs hiking to the pole in sub-zero temperatures when getting your phone and broadband activated requires equal endurance. Sir Ranulph would be proud.

10 weeks after my move I had a landline.

6 weeks after that I was online – dial up granted (getting my MAC number was too hard), which took some adjustment, but it’s a small mercy.

And so with the bubble wrap long since stuffed into recycling sacks, a mountain of boxes long since unpacked and the floor long since unearthed and conquered I returned my attention once more to my healing circle and the now evident problem of its scattered members who are across town also packing, unpacking, hollering at phone companies and having other much more pressing matters to deal with.

This was placing much strain on the group and the collective decision taken was to disband.

A replacement therefore is required and an action is placed at the top of my To-Do list.

I will keep you posted (if you pardon the pun) on the recruiting campaign.

Until then blessings and smiles.

Posted by Jane ( 2:48 PM )
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