Well spent some of the day trying to get through to the local tax office.
In these days of internet, email, etc, why is it that every fr igging website you look at gives no contact number or email address, especially in frogland?
Got various phone numbers none of which answered. Email address came back as "not working" but it looks as if the office was not only closed this affo but also will be closed all day tomoz, at least we think. (not sure).
So I have written a LETTER, (remember those?), which I will take with me when I travel down to the office in person tomoz at 8.30 a.m. or heartattacko'clock to me. And if there is no one there I will shove the envelope right up their letterbox, IF I can find one!
Spent the rest of the day redoing the commutator on that ffing Hoover, and meticulously cleaning the entire machine's insides of plaster dust. This time I was more careful to clean the commutator after getting the carbon off it and also cleaning the carbon brushes. Checked all the insulation between the segments are properly undercut. It is now running better but I don't trust it.
Also will have to clean the flexi tube, having cleaned every other Ffing thing. Took ages!!! So garden hose at full power tomoz.
Can i say I feel fulfilled? Not really.
Still wifey is dead chuffed at the progress made with the blessed patchwork quilt thing she is making for granddaughter's Xmas. (If she was paid by the hour it'd be worth about £2k...)
So have a lovely night, and wake up refreshed. Think of me getting up in the dark and cold.