Sooooo....the shredder saga continues. I took the small mutt for a walk at 6.15 this morning, (poor little thing she was practically comatose at that hour) so I could get back and pack the thing by 7.am. I then waited...and waited...until 2.00 pm when I heard a van slow down. Dashed out onto the pavement and a large white van with 'day and night courier' written on the back was about 40 feet down the road. Tesco use a firm called Yodel () to do their collections. I waved and tried to look needy and he drove off slowly, didn't turn around in the little side road there and I'm saying 'oh you numpty' under my breath...and off he goes! So I waited....and waited...and at 7.01pm I called Tesco and eventually (after 8 minutes) got put through to charming Scottish Davie who was very apologetic and said 'just leave the thing outside tomorrow'. We then discussed other things, (he recommends Isle of Jura as the best whisky.) He then said that if I was interested in the £75 shredder he would give me £20 off and he has paid that sum into my credit card. So he was charming and helpful, but I don't want to spend £55 on a shredder (in my dreams I would like a hand shredder as an old friend had 40 years ago, but no one does them that I can find) They had my address quite upside down, NOT the address that I put on the form online, something generated by a sloppy database.
I could not even go and weed the veg bed in case I missed the van driver. A wasted day really.