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Date: 27 March 2004 17:13:25
Heaven help us, the Smudgelets are tidying their bedroom. This is a rather tense time, of course, because it invariably ends in tears. Tiddles usually ends up begging me to let him tidy the room on his own without Smudgelet helping - an entirely understandable emotion as Smudgelet is far more of a hinderance than a help.... generally deliberately as he plans on it getting him out of doing anything. I've lost count of the number of times I've heard the time-honoured phrase "I'll tell!" coming from behind that door. This morning they put all their washing in the washbasket as the first step towards this grand spring cleaning - I wonder where all those random dirty pants and socks appeared from which are all over their bedroom floor this afternoon.
The good news is, the prodigal returns. I have my computer back. Hooray! There were.. wait for it... nearly 700 emails awaiting me. Thanks Flylady, I love you too. The best news was, however, they let me off paying for the repairs, saying that it only took them an hour and I'm a valued customer, and they were apologising for me waiting so long for them to bring it back (mainly because they lost my phone number and every time they called round, I wasn't in).
Halfords are kindly doing a safety check on Tiddles' bike in preparation for his "Cyclist of the Year" competition next week. The check is free, but I ended up buying two new cycle helmets. Tomorrow it looks like we'll be off out for a practice cycle ride. We also went into the building society to open accounts for the boys. The woman who did it was brilliant with the two of them, and they are delighted to have been given a money box and a kit bag as a free gift, especially as the money box is one of those where the coins roll down a slope and are sorted automatically into the correct denominations. The reason for this is the Post Office clearly do not value their junior customers. A short while ago they declared that they would no longer accept a child's pocket money as the minimum deposit was to be £10, and then this morning a letter arrived to announce that the accounts were being changed. They now apparently have to keep a minimum of £100 in their account and access is to be by card and PIN number. Imagine Smudgelet with a PIN number! Even worse, imagine Tiddles. The card would be lost within a week and the number forgotten. So there was nothing for it but to open an account elsewhere, somewhere where children are made welcome. Stupid move, disenchanting the savers of the future.
Sleeping on the sofa again tonight. The progress made so far in tackling the bedroom has involved relocating everything from the floor to the bed. Was this a good move, I ask myself?