Here would be where I normally write something witty and funny and describe my week in a pithy manner. Um, sorry folks, no can do. Things happened, I know they did, just they aren’t very interesting. But I will say this: the RLO has upped his Facebook stalking and is now besmirching my reputation across the ‘net by denying that I can make quilts. I so can you disbelieving… Oh, I can’t think of something rude enough to say, so I’m just going to content myself with sticking my tongue out at you and holding back favours at work. Hell hath no fury like besmirched Project Support 😛 😉
And now that I have quite gleefully said more than I should on the blog, it’s on with the show.
A new school being built in Peterborough is to have no playground. And where precisely do they expect the kids to go on their breaks? And to get the fresh air and exercise that everyone is pretty much convinced actually HELPS children learn?
Everyone’s favourite astronomer, Patrick Moore has blammed silly TV on women. And then called for separate channels. It’s all because we’ve gone PC and made women commanders, apparently… Nope, I just don’t have the words for this one.
As someone who’s known she’s allergic to artificial colours and flavourings for a LONG time, this warning is hardly news to me. Ah, E102, E124, E110, E122, E104 and E129, my arch-nemesisis. Your days are numbered.
From a country that still has no seat-belt laws (and what is with that insanity btw?!) talk of banning texting whilst driving is a big thing. Who cares if it’s a “challenge for law enforcement”, it’s the right thing! (Mobile phones & driving is a big hobby-horse for me. Don’t get me started!)
Jay has just the thing for a soggy Sunday afternoon – Toblerone Fudge (and come back to the comments Jay, we miss you!)
We’re always quick to broadcast bad customer experiences on the internet, but we rarely trumpet good service. Well, I want to share the good experience I had with Dolphin Music. The Brother Dearest wanted some guitar pedal thingy for his birthday and provided a link to what he wanted on the Dolphin website. Now normally I would have then gone to see if I could find it cheaper elsewhere or on a site I knew and trusted (e.g., Amazon) but as I wouldn’t know a decent sustain pedal if it got up and introduced itself, I decided to go with the one that I had the link for. At least I knew I would be getting the right one! So I added it to my basket, payed for it, and waited. This was on a Sunday midday-ish. I shortly got the email saying “thank you for your order” and an hour later I got an email from Dolphin telling me that my order of 1x sustain pedal had been dispatched. They then proceeded to provided me with the name of the courier, the tracking number, and links to the various ways I could track my order. I was told to expect my purchase within about 48 hours but that the courier could tell me more. Sure enough, I got home from work on Tuesday to find one sustain pedal had arrived in the post. I expect I would have got it on Monday if it hadn’t been a bank holiday…
So far so average, though the extra tracking information was nice. What made me go “oooh!” was an email I got on Friday that said
“Thank you for your recent order with Dolphin Music. Your order was shipped on *DATE* and you should have received it by now. If you haven’t then please call us on *FREEPHONE NUMBER* and we’ll see what’s happened”
It then went on to clearly state their returns policy in case they’d delivered the wrong thing and just generally be nice and unexpectedly helpful. The kind of service you expect from a small family firm that genuinely cares about it’s customers, not a faceless internet organisation. Bravo Dolphin Music I say, bravo!
(And just checking the website again, I thought they looked familiar – they have a shop in Liverpool that was a favourite ‘lurk and lust’ venue for both my brother and myself)
What do you get when you cross art, literature, and modern printing techniques? 41 Places of course.
And that’s it. I’m off to work on more of The Never Ending Quilt that I promised the Crazy Canalman two years ago (eek) and then provide coffee and towels to Brother Dearest, the Crazy Canalman and S who’ve been out on a boat in the English Channel all weekend. My family are just certifiable.