We had our 'home demonstration' today - basically a walk-through with one of the customer services people and one of the builders. They told us about the loft, showed us how to use the boiler, and other thrilling things. Two weeks from today we should be IN the new house, pondering the lack of internet. It'll come, it just might take a while. BT (British Telecom for the 'mericans) are not known for being speedy.
One of the things that all Brits have are 'bins'. They're like garbage cans except that they're all standard and provided by the county council and have wheels. And are therefore known as wheelie bins. Mom and Dad, do you feel a joke coming on? I knew it!!
So there's a guy who goes on vacation for 2 weeks, and the morning after he gets back, he runs in to the garbage man (the 'bin man') on his way to work.
The bin man says, "Where's yer bin?"
The homeowner proudly responds, "I been to France!"
"No, no, where's yer WHEELIE bin?"
"I WHEELIE been to France!!"
Teehee. This was on the BBC at some point while we were in the UK when I was a kid and my family brings it up at least once a week.
So anyway, I had to call the council to arrange for some bins at the new house (recycling and otherwise), and when I spoke to the guy he said that they'd be delivered at the new house in the next week or so.
I said, "So they'll just appear? We don't have to sign for them or anything?"
To which he responded, "Nope, it's just like magic!"
"Oooh," I said. "Magic bins!!"
He chuckled. "Yep, magic bins."
Indeed.
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