Misnamed vehicles

Just back from a tortuous drive along a single carriageway road in the Highlands. I am left with a question,
"Why do makers of campervans call them "Swift"????"

Vodafone go for world record

Yet again Vodafone have qualified for a blog. This time it was a different conversation but teh same Vodafone logic...

"My phone is getting no signal"

(after checking)

"The mast is being repaired and will take six days to fix." (repeated three times in a Dutch accent despite it not being a recording but a real person).

"I would like to access my messages please by dialing my mobile number from a landline But I cannot remember the PIN."

"No problem. We can send you a new PIN."

"Great! Do you want my email address?"

"No for security we can only send it to you as a text."

"A text? What to the mobile number that isn't working cos you're fixing the mast?"

"Yes"

Rude awakening

In my life many things have cause me to be woken in the night including,

• Polish workers arguing in the street on Tuesday this week at 4.00 a.m.
• Fire alarms in hotels (three times)
• Trains braking suddenly (Caledonian Sleeper)

But I had never thought to be woken as I was last night at 1.30 a.m. by a sound of a wall being slapped. Not once but again and again! Through the blear I discerned Mrs Blog was repeatedly slapping the walls with her hands. 

Mystified, I asked the obvious question, to which she replied, 

"I'm scaring the mice away"!