Q

Still no luck finding someone for Meatloaf, everyone who had previously said they wanted to come has cancelled. We’re getting Nowhere Fast…

A temporary position has become available for the position of boyfriend for the 2nd November 2007, located in Birmingham. The current post holder is taking holiday leave at this time and will unfortunately be unable to undertake his duties for the weekend.

Duties include:

• Attending a Meatloaf concert in Birmingham on the Friday night
• Um, yes, that’s all. Sorry.

The ideal candidate will be free for the weekend in question and have an interest in the activities listed. Transportation will be provided if the applicant is travelling from Aberystwyth or en-route from Aberystwyth to Birmingham. Ticket will be provided. There is no obligation to provide the several additional services offered by the current post holder. Gender/age/programming skill no object. You must be able to get on with co-workers, in particular, Ruth, Claire, and JTA.

But seriously: now that Dan can’t (he’s going to a book launch), who wants to come to see Meatloaf with us? I didn’t get to go last time, so I’m excited!

PS: Congratulations to Faye Booth, whose book is being launched that day!

It all started when I broke the cold tap in the bath. We failed to find the stopcock to turn off the water, but being unmetered, we decided to just leave the tap running. Several hours into Troma Night I point out that the bath is half full, because it doesn’t quite drain fast enough. We think about siphoning the water out of the window using brewing equipment, but eventually settle upon forcing the water out of the showerhead only, which we then secure under the toilet lid, where it will apparently drain sensibly. There was a point with Dan, Ruth and JTA in the bathroom, water pouring out from the toilet and the bath alike, and I turn up and say “How could you possibly have made it worse?”

Watch this space. Back to Star Trek: Generations (with a rifftrax, of course).

edit: Matt and his long yet narrow arm saved the day by reaching the stoptap in the outside crevice thingy. Water is, however, dripping down the wall over the stairs… we’ve used Adam’s cake tub to catch it for now.

edit: The plumber eventually arrived, and fixed everything, and now we have new taps. I’m glad that this time I was aware of it, unlike last time…