That's me, screaming. Because I had had ENOUGH of today.
1. Things I need for my holiday on Sunday haven't arrived, although ordered on Monday, "48 Hour delivery". Numerous emails and phone calls.
2. Saga of the piano (see below. That's if you care. I'd quite understand if you don't): removal people refuse to do anything about it, man from their professional organisation almost accused me of lying when I phoned him, ombudsman (who was having a problem with bees) nice, but can't do anything unless I go back to organisation man.....blah...blah. Piano still in kitchen.
3. My wardrobe (I use the term very loosely) is full of rubbish, and I need replacements for (eg) my old (Tesco's) tee-shirts (see 1 above). But at least I have sandals (see below).
4. To top it all, the hen blackbird who is sitting on he nest in our courtyard appears to be a one parent family. No nice man-bird comes and feeds her; she has to dash off and feed herself, and then rush back to her eggs. I'm so glad we're not like birds. Just think. We'd have to sit on our eggs for nine months. There's something something to be grateful for after all.
I feel a whole lot better now.