Week 57
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One of the bread carriages of the toaster (a Russell Hobbs 18780) is broken and wobbles about and doesnāt pop up properly. So I found myself taking the thing to bits, like Alan Partridge with his Corby trouser press, but not purely out of boredom ā maybe I could fix it.
Reader, I couldnāt fix it. Maybe with some pliers one could straighten the bent metal that seems to be the problem, but I donāt have any. Reassembling it, I accidentally disconnected a wire, and tripped the fusebox a few times during the ensuing trial and error, and possibly broke something else.
The upshot is Iāve bought a new toaster, a Which? best buy (the Russell Hobbs 24081), which boasts improved browning evenness (surely an admission that the old model was shit). Alas, it also seems to have a tendency to trip the fusebox, possibly when defrosting frozen bread or using the ālift and lookā (sometimes called āpeek and popā) feature. Cool story.
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I bought some hummus (reduced for quick sale), which was horribly sweet and a funny colour. Turned out Iād accidentally bought caramelised onion hummus. Oh well, in some ways it would be worse to discover that I actually like caramelised onion hummus and had been missing out for all these years.
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Of course Iād been looking forward to Quiz, the ITV ācouging majorā drama, ever since maybe last year when I heard about Michael Sheen playing Chris Tarrant. And wasnāt it the televisual event of the week?
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Some work. Made the search feature better, so folks can finally see click beyond the first page of results, and Iām happier that it no longer depends on Elasticsearch and Haystack, although thereās nothing wrong with them. Itās an improworsement in one respect: thereās no ādid you mean?ā if you canāt spell.
Of course the business is adversely affected by less advertising money sloshing about, and fewer people using buses, and nobody using intercity coaches, woe unto me, but Iāll be fine.
Stay well.