pmsumner

I'm sat at home, the painter's still here btw after arriving at 8:30am, and someone knocks on the window and asks if I'd be interested in any fish - they're a door-to-door salesman. I don't think this is particularly weird because I know it happens in certain parts of Oswestry :)

I spent a few minutes with him shouting over the traffic about the stuff he's got and well it looks great. It looks absolutely brilliant but it's pricey, my it's pricey. In short, I just spent £70 on two boxes of stuff - 10 chicken breasts and many many yummy-looking fillets of various fish. They looked really good and I was thinking no but the internal foody said yes.

He swiped my credit card on his (ancient) swishy-swooshy carbon-copy machine-thing and then noted down the 3-digit number on the back. Now I said to him why do you need that, as it's meant to be for 'card holder not present' transactions and he said he'd been asked for it by his processing company. I'm going to give my credit card company a call and ask for a new card I think...

The last 24 hours of my twitterings and tweetings.

• 11:37 Proceeding slowly through today's list of stuff. Unable to do some of it due to painter taking his bleedin' time on the front door. C'mon! #
• 13:48 Getting increasingly annoyed at the rules on what can be carried with you when flying. Makes it virtually impossible to pack bags sensibly! #
• 16:28 Wondering if I have been conned #

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