The Path

M and D returned from Spain late last night. Little B had just settled with me on my bed when we heard them. He squealed and screamed, especially when my dad came in. They say he's thinking " they're not dead!". 

I stayed there again last night. The boiler saga continues. It works intermittently. They kept me waiting all day and afternoon, and the guy came at 8pm. And frightened the life out of me when he appeared at the door. I was just leaving, I assumed he wasn't coming, so he hadn't knocked when I opened the door. I screamed, and my hands shook for quite a while afterwards....! 

He did nothing, and I think I was so tired I just took his word for it. No surprise then that it was back to the error code the next day. He's due back on Friday. I'm an employers nightmare at the moment- hours off here and there waiting for "the boiler man".....