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April Fools is only meant to be one day. But for me, it appears to be lasting all month. In the last two weeks I’ve been bombarded with bad luck. Something which the old wives would say ‘comes in three’s’ has so far this month come in sixes…six…double threes? Oh what ever…. I’m having a bad time….
Numero Uno
If you’ve been keeping up with any of the sites previous posts, you’ll know that this run of bad luck started with those arseholes subscription scamming me. Which, by the way, is still a battle I’m waging with them.
Two Turtle Doves
The next bit of fun was when a big lorry turned up at my house to drop off some building materials. I needed to quickly move my van so they could dump the bricks etc on the grass outside my house. Well, the speedy get away turned into a frantic mess, as I turned the key, like the clicking fingers of Thanos, it disintegrated in my hand. To the laughing joy of the builders I had to get the van started with some pliers…. Not quite as sexy as Nicholas Cage.
Three is a Magic Number
Next, was the one that hurt the most. My beloved Retroid Pocket 3+. After a quick little gaming session, in the usual place we all like to sneak in gaming sessions, particularly if you are a parent you know where I mean. My stupid, greasy, sausage fingers let go of the console. And as if The Matrix had called upon me itself, I watched in slow motion as it tumbled to the ground. Landing perfectly onto its shoulder button. Not before dutifully bouncing back up into the air, flipping over and landing straight onto the other shoulder button. Even after a little tinkering, the R1 micro switch is shattered. One saving grace, having Tom as your mate means he can find anything. And we’ve managed to find two replacement boards, and only for $5 each. Brucey bonus!
A Four Letter Word
Next was an incident with a very angry young man. In his defence, you could argue I hadn’t correctly read the road ahead of me, but I’d managed to block a mini roundabout with my van. Thus making it not possible for him to turn right. But not in his defence, was him letting me know his displeasure, both verbally and with elaborate hand gestures! Quite clever really. Two things at once, and all whilst driving! Anyway, I retorted with my own view point on the situation. Rolled the van forward a bit, but had to stop due to the traffic ahead again unexpectedly halting their movement. Angry young man, obviously paying too much attention to coming up with new and adventurous expletives for me, didn’t notice I wasn’t still moving and went into the back corner of my van.
Well I drove off the roundabout and found he didn’t feel like following. At Least I had no damage at all to the van. I imagine the only damage he received was to his pride. Or not, I don’t actually care.
Five Gold Rings
I have a stomach bug. The less we say about this one the better.
666
I tore a big hole in the knee of my favourite sleeping trousers. I’ve got to admit, this one is up there with the Retroid. I love these trousers. So snuggly!
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UPDATE : Lucky Number Slevin
April truly is the month that keeps on giving. We have had to come back early from a trip to see friends in Wales as poor little T has got Chicken Pox. Shame, but at least he is comfortable at home.
Not sure what I did to anger the Bad Luck Demon, but I think it’s had its pound of luck flesh from me now, please move along…
