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May 18th, 2005 by RoseSo last night I’m browsing through the online classifieds and I came across again a nice looking sofa which is up for sale for £45. I’d tried to call them that day but the number was wrong, so I emailed to see if it was still for sale. Yes it is. So I get a new number from them, Steve had pretty much just walked in the door and I said come on let’s go look… so we go over and find a really awesome futon sofa with lovely wood frame and in great condition and we bought it!
Then the lady says she is cleaning out for a car boot sale, and I spy some rugs rolled up and ask to take a peek. What do you know, a perfect rug there for £4 that would match the living room floor PERFECT! So we took that as well. So there you go, all up £50 for a futon couch and a rug and stupid Argos wanted £142 for theirs and it wasn’t even a really good one.
It fit in the car easily and we put it up last night when we got home. It looks so awesome in our loungeroom.
We are so excited today to be able to tell Argos to forget their sale with us (and any future large sales). I tell ya God works in mysterious ways, and this isn’t the first time I have been guided to great deals like this, it was the same for the spare bed, the doona cover and other bits and peices we’ve came across.
Well anyways, we are off to France soon, so I better get moving!
:D
Argos
May 17th, 2005 by RoseI just rang Argos again, they are so unbelievably crap. The futon will now be delivered sometime AFTER the 24th May (they still can’t tell me an exact date). I’m so over Argos, why sell the stupid thing online if you don’t have the stock? And if the company making them are so bloody busy you have to wait 2 months for a cheap futon then wouldn’t it make more sense to expand your business and put more staff on to make the dang things??
Then when you ring Argos customer service, the robots on the other end just keep repeating ‘I’m sorry but there is nothing I can do about it, you can cancel the order or wait for delivery’.
The sad thing is it’s not like Australia where every store has futons and plenty of them in stock, you pick your colour and off you go and if one place doesn’t have them, another up the road does. Here you have to wait months and months for everything.
Ugh, I know there such thing as patience but you know I ordered this stupid futon so that it would be here in time for when Mum came, now it looks like it will come when she is about to go.
The thing that REALLY gets to me, is we bought this on the card and we are paying interest on it and we DONT EVEN HAVE IT!!!!!
DISGUSTING SERVICE ARGOS YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED!!
New office
May 16th, 2005 by RosePicked up the keys today to the new office. It looks much better than I last remember and the two entrances are really good. We also discovered a cellar type trapdoor in the ground you can see in one of the images. I was a bit too chicken to go all the way in there but it looks like another few rooms underneath, apparently for sole use of us if we want it. Interesting.
Anyhoo, here are the pics from all 4 directions.
Lyrics
May 16th, 2005 by Rose[Buck 65 - Roses and Bluejays]
i’m a lot like my dad i would have to say
he’s been wearing a beard ever since mom passed away
she would have hated it…inspiring,
he likes to go to church to hear the choir sing
roses and bluejays, winter comes, game over
he’s in the driveway removing snow with a flame thrower
drives a hard bargain, knows how to get the deals
spring fever hits he needs a new set of wheels
every year it never fails…
roaming around it his hometown, beachcombing
roses and bluejays, i’m a lot like my father
he knows he should go to work but sometimes he doesn’t bother
reads books of every sort
and gets all the news he needs from the weather report
the door stays open a few days and closes
what’s more important than bluejays and roses?
son of a gun, the old man is something else
in addition to being a bullfighter and magician
he’s a lazy river, slow moving train
future hall of famer, playing through the pain
he’s a grizzly bear…
and do you know one time he even saw a ufo?
my dad’s favorite things are roses and bluejays
i would say we are the same in more than a few ways
full of beans and big ideas
’cause i can’t sleep i’m not sure why he is
wide awake and off to the races
out of gas and lost in space
Big adventures
May 15th, 2005 by RoseTomorrow we pick up the keys to our new office in town. I’m excited and there will be lots of things to get in order before we can actually start trading fully from it June 20. I’ve got advertising to design and lots of things to get ready – phone, internet, credit card processing thingies, printing etc.
Have been a bit crook the past few days, run down, tired and headaches. Ikky!! Still not too flash tonight, I have a mountain of work to do on Bike-Stay AUS & NZ. No doubt will put it off until tomorrow morning where it will be a mad rush to get the sales figures done before lunch hehe.
At the moment we are like the 3 monkeys lined up on the computers in the front room. We’re listening to John Safran, they put his Sunday night show up online each week, him and Father Bob absolutely crack me up with their discussion about ‘Religion, Politics and Hoochies’.
Off to France next week, I wonder if the couch will arrive before then… I’ve got the night off from cooking, Mum is doing pies and chips, oh how very Australian… gee I miss Australia. Not long till my birthday and my traditional Aussie bbq party!
No church today, we were going to go tonight but my head is still sore and the music would only make it worse. We’ll go again when we’re back from France.
Life is grand and God is good!
:D
Can’t sleep.
May 11th, 2005 by RoseCan’t sleep… have been awake since not sure what time, 4am? Had a strange and so real dream, I kept parking my car at this train station and it kept getting broken into. 3 times it happened. Then I decided I cannot park it there anymore to use the train station. I just remember the awful feeling in my chest when it happened, so now here I am tap, tap, tapping at the keyboards at this silly hour. There was more to the dream which is hazy now, but the leftover tightness in my stomach has remained, and so it goes.
Irish charm
May 8th, 2005 by RoseWe just returned from our mini-holiday to Ireland, and what a beautiful country it is.
Upon arrival at the airport we were met by our taxi driver James. I got my name written on a card being held up which was a major thrill for me LOL. We headed towards Killarney where we were staying, a little sightseeing detour and then got dropped off at the place where I had booked to stay.
Looking forward to putting our feet up we wander inside and announce our arrival only to be told that we were expected Wednesday and we hadn’t shown up. I knew I had given her the correct dates and she wouldn’t admit it though. She said she had 03 on the expiry of my credit card and the last 4 digits were wrong on the number she had for my card so they had not charged me for the no-show. I really wanted to ask why she would take down a credit card expiry that was for the year 03 but I didn’t.
So they were fully booked out and had to get us accommodation elsewhere. Oh well. The shame was we had booked tours and a return taxi to the airport Sunday morning and didn’t know how to get in touch with any of these people to change it.
So we ended up at a B&B a few blocks away which had a seriously ominous smell on/around the bed, and worst of all, an uncomfortable mattress. The hostess was also rather abrupt with us, well it wasn’t our fault they got our booking wrong! DOH.
Oh well we are in Ireland so we are not too concerned (although that smell was rather un-nerving), we wander into town and ate dinner at a superb restaurant which made all our troubles go away. The customer service was excellent and it was such a nice change to the English nonchalant attitude towards customers.
A terrible night sleep for Steve and I (Mum snores like a chainsaw lol) and even the earplugs didn’t help. (Oh and did I mention that elusive smell?)
Saturday we eventually got picked up by taxi and taken the start of a tour we didn’t know much about (The Irish are not big on explaining things we found) and ended up paying way more than we were told for this horse buggy trip through the mountains. You know it didn’t matter because it was an awesome ride and the views were spectacular!
At the end we had lunch and then a boat ride to the end of the journey where there is a castle and then into a taxi and back home. The boat ride was a bit hairy at the end – we were out in the open waters of the lake, the sun was beating down and I got sun/wind burnt (doh), it was pretty choppy and some of us got a little wet.
We went back to the room, pondered about the source of the smell for a while, chilled and then got ready to go out for dinner.
Ended up at a lovely Irish diner and had an excellent meal and once again the service was superb. We had an early night as our taxi was arriving at 6:45am to take us to the airport for our early flight home.
When the taxi arrived in the morning it was apparent to me we had gotten in touch with the wrong James (doh) and we hoped somewhere out there the real James who was meant to pick us up was not mad at us (we did try everything to contact him and ended up rang the wrong company which also had a James working for them lol)
I have to say, it was a great holiday, but gee its sooooo nice to be home in our own place and back in our own comfy bed (no strange smells! yay!) LOL.
I’ve uploaded the photos to the gallery, just need to label them and then I will make them public.
Hope you are all great!
:)
PS: Got home and checked my emails I had sent to the woman at the original place we were to stay – turns out she was the one who got it all wrong. My flesh was burning to forward it back to her but luckily my soul knows better.
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