Summer and Sunshine

Wednesday. 7.50 a.m.  I realized that I had no milk for breakfast yesterday evening but I didn't go out to buy some, so this morning I had to go out because I can't start my day without my cup of tea or cereal. My car was running low on fuel, so I decided that I could get that done and buy milk from the ESSO station on Childs Way. I went out before 7 o'clock. Easy enough to drive there as the roads are more or less clear, another positive of lockdown. Usually Marlborough Street would be nose-to-tail at that time until around 9 o'clock, but it was a straightforward journey there and back. I can't really go anywhere else, such as shopping in Sainsbury's, which I must do later in the day, because I'm awaiting the arrival of my new iPhone 12 which is due sometime today. I should get a text message from the DPD driver who will deliver the phone and will let me know approximately what time it will be delivered.

Later.  11.15 a.m I was about to go out to Sainsbury's when I checked my emails and found one from DPD, who will deliver the iPhone and it informed me that it would be delivered between 2.10 and 3.10. So at least I know not to go out during that time slot.

Later. The iPhone arrived at around 2.40 p.m. I soon had it set up and working. Removing the SIM card from the old iPhone wasn't that easy because there wasn't the little key that opens the tiny tray on the side of the phone, which you normally get when you buy your iPhone, so I had to improvise with a darning needle. But putting the SIM into the new iPhone wasn't as difficult as it could have been. Because of having iCloud my apps were automatically transferred to the new phone and I got it connected to my broadband router and things were virtually complete.

Thursday. 11.00 a.m. I've managed to clear old data from the old iPhone, including apps and I had it packed up in the Jiffy Bag which came with the new phone and it has been taken to the post office in Coffee Hall and handed over. I should get a credit on my account and it means I don't have it laying around the flat unused and at least it will be refurbished and get a new life elsewhere. It was in really good condition when I removed it from its case, although I did wipe it with a wet wipe before putting it in the packaging.

Alfie was in his element when we went out at 10.15. I saw the lady who has Toto, the little shitzu, in the middle of Oldbrook Green. I let Alfie off his lead and it was like one of those romantic films where the lovers see one another from afar and run to each other in slow-motion, with soft focus, the music swells and it's 'happily ever after', and such cliches they use in rom-com. It wasn't just Toto and Alfie, we were joined by several other dogs and they had a good run around, including a few treats, which Alfie really appreciated.

Strange Delivery

I returned home from visiting central Milton Keynes, to discover a card on the doormat, informing me that the courier company, DPD, had attempted to deliver me a parcel, but took the driver took it away when they discovered nobody at home. So it was returned to the depot. I wasn't sure what it could be and was intrigued to discover what it was they were attempting to deliver. I rang the telephone number on the card and discovered that this parcel was in their warehouse and I could go and called it. No problem. I could use the SatNav to find the address. I also saw on the card that there was a little map and that it couldn't have been all that much further off from Camphill, so I got in the car and set the SatNav. Not that it was a great deal of help . . . I just drove off and found the industrial estate and then couldn't find the exact building which was where DPD was located. Having parked the car next to what I assumed was the right building, I tried several doors, all of which were locked and then saw a group of people sitting outside the building, presumably on their lunch break. I asked them where DPD was and they pointed to another unit, so I walked over and saw some DPD vehicles, so assumed it to be the right place. I walked through the warehouse, empty and looking decidedly abandoned and not exactly busy. A man appeared and I showed him the card that had come through my door and he told me to come through to the reception area. He went off to find the parcel, which was large and had no indication on it to tell me what was within. He then asked me for identification, but, as I didn't have any on me, he told me he couldn't hand the parcel over. I said I had my wallet in my car and there would be some form of ID in it, so I walked back and then decided to drive to the DPD carpark. I have to say this company didn't make it exactly clear where their depot was, it wasn't well signed, but I managed to park outside the reception and then walked back in. I found my Driving Licence in my wallet, which has my photograph on it, which the reception man took to be good enough ID and got me to sign the electtronic pad to say I'd received the parcel and then I carried the said parcel out to the car and put it in the boot. It was then that I read the label on the side of the parcel and found it was from Candy, the fridge company I'd ordered new drawers for the fridge/freezer. This, because several of them are broken, basically because the fridge/freezer is iced up and there is far too much ice, making it difficult to get the drawers to shut properly inside the body of the fridge/freezer, hence me telephoning Candy to order new drawers. Two of them were in the parcel, but the third one, the lower of the three, was not in stock and will, hopefully, be sent on to me when it is available. I was somewhat disappointed that this was all the parcel contained, even though it was what I had ordered, and these drawers are essential, but not exactly exciting. The box was far too large for the two plastic drawers it contained. A lot of packaging, though.