The Cooker wins the battle

So, a second crack I gave it, but in the end nothing changed, and so I had to concede defeat against the cooker, despite throwing it around the kitchen just to try one final time to shake it into action, but all that came of that was a near crack of the tiles on the floor, which would of course have added to the cost.

Knowing that there was a costing of £109 just around the corner, the wife and I decided to head out and go and check out some more cookers, we may as well buy a new one rather than fork out just £50 less to have someone come round, and you can imagine that we'd be sitting in all day waiting on their arrival, so a new cooker I think it will be!

Why are household essentials such a stress though, in my time at the house, we've had problems with the central heating, water, electric, tumble dryer, washing machine, fridge, sofas, shower, taps, and now the cooker. In fact all that's left is the TV & satellite - god help me if I lose that!!!

Why are things so prone to going wrong though?

Why does it always cost an arm & a leg?

It's always the items that are "not covered under the insurance" isn't it???

Insurance - there's another one, need to get the Home Insurance sorted out by tomorrow, looks like I'll be making use of one of my other blogs here, on how to make money from cashback sites, and trust me, it really works, if you don't know much about it all, read up on it via the blog, and you can make a bit of money - especially when it comes to Insurance!

So, back to the cooker, last night's exciting meal was a Rustlers burger, yes a 100 second microwave jobbie, that's all I had last night, tonight's exciting blend is mash and ..... errrr..... ummmm.....ahhhhh, okay I'll come back to you on that.

Cookers - don't you just hate them!?!

So there we were yesterday, fresh from a night on the old wine watching a good night of tv & film, and a large lie in on a Sunday morning - it has to be done, when you are up at 5.30am each weekday, and rambling around for a couple of hours deciding what to do for the afternoon.

We decided to have a nice roast dinner, mmmm, lots of roast spuds, and some nice chicken to go with it, so up to Tescos I went (in the scruffs of course) and got some yorkshires to go with it, as well as some extras to throw in to the oven.

When I got back the potatoes were peeled, the veg was in the pan ready, and here I was to help with the chicken & stuff. So, here we go then...

Switched the oven on - nothing.

Not even a light - nothing.

Checked the fuse box by the door, all good, but still nothing happening as far as the oven is concerned.

Gutted.

So, out came the electric oven from it's slot, and then my impression of a surgical electrican began - now I am useless with home stuff, but never mind, this was dinner we are talking about - so instructed the wife to flick the 'lecky' off, and then...screwdriver - check, ahh that's all I needed.

So, off to work on the plug, ripped open with furiousity (is that a word? if it isn't, it is now) and then popped out the fuse (in a Homer Simpson "Why you little" type way), and then realised that we had no others to replace it with - D'oh!!!

So, off to B&Q I went to buy a set of fuses, it probably cost me more in diesel to get there & back than it was to buy the fuse pack, still it had to be done, and so back again, strutting through to the kitchen with the new fuse pack in hand.

In goes the fuse, back on goes the plug, into the socket it goes, here it comes, on goes the switch on the socket, and on goes on the oven!!

Only it didn't - absolutely nothing again.

More than gutted now.

So, it looks as though I have lost the battle to get it working, and whilst consoling the wife that the oven is not worth the worry, it's time to think of an alternative for dinner, and this is where the brains of the operation, the wife, came in.

She got started on the frying pan with the chicken, and other goodies, whilst getting the spuds on and having mash instead of roasties - it was a poor second choice bearing in mind the fantastic roasties that the wife makes, but that's what we had to make do with.

So, looked up the recipt for the cooker that we bought four years ago, and to my surprise we had a five year parts guarantee on it, great I thought, we're covered - images of street celebrations ran through my head, you know that one where you get the parade with the man with big cymbals threashing away.

On the phone I went to them this morning, and they said yes you're covered for parts, but you'll have to pay us £109 to come out to you!!

What????

£109????

The thing was only bought for £170 four years ago.

So, that's it, I'm giving it a second crack tonight.

Stay tuned for the next exciting instalment of "Banksy messes up the electrics" which will appear here tomorrow live and direct on The Daily Banksy.