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We've got fire, we've got an oven. Now where are the pizzas?
Talking about manuals; the installation manual of my two brandnew toiletseats was incomprehensible to begin with.
On top of that somebody (number 242) sticked a note on a plastic bag filled with bolts and nuts that said: 'this box contains two extra rubber plugs, but we do advise NOT to use them'.
I couldn't find the rubber plugs anywhere, but I did have a good seat when I finally could test one of them. Forgot to shot a pic, so have a look at my new cooking area instead. After all, before being able to test toilet seats you have to cook something, right?
Two more days of cutting boards for the cabinets, sanding, painting, cleaning, and then, finally . . . saturday morning moving . . .
Posted by Leon at August 30, 2006 11:43 PM
Ik wil foto's bewaren in albums.
Posted by: Ad kivits at September 2, 2006 09:35 PM
good luck, leon, with moving; i've been following your stories for quite some years now and, in looking back, they give a pretty good picture of the atmosphere of the digital world.
Posted by: Pieter de Nijs at September 2, 2006 02:31 AM
Wat ziet dat er gaaf uit zeg!!! Zeker voor een kookliefhebber als ik! Geniet ervan. Succes met de verhuizing (laat m'n zoon maar zweten!) en tot ziens!
Good Luck
Peet
Posted by: Peet at August 31, 2006 12:23 PM