New Pipes & A Faulty Resistor

Track of the day Midnight Special - Little Richard.

The barman came over.
"Another pint of ordinary Carlsberg?"
"Yes please," I said, "but I have to agree with you that the last pint was pretty ordinary."
"It's the pipes," he told me knowledgeably. "They're brand new and haven't had a chance to get yeasted up yet. Once they get a good coating of yeast, you'll notice the difference."
I didn't say anything. It was obvious that it would be a total waste of breath.

The result of drinking pints of his 'unyeasted up' larger is that my innards are now in turmoil. Perhaps he should try cleaning his damn pipes before they 'yeast up' further.

Ovenman visits Bogsville

On the subject of innards here are the innards of our gas oven as exposed by ovenman who came this morning.
He tested everything and replaced just about everything, including its 'motherboard' and still the oven wouldn't work. The cooling fan wouldn't operate and without an operational cooling fan the oven won't fire up. Eventually, after a phone call back to base, he tracked the fault down to a resistor (indicated by an arrow in the above picture). With that removed and the connections shorted out, the cooling fan sprang into life and all functions were restored.

Not quite all functions were restored. He didn't have a replacement resistor, one has to be ordered, so he's coming back next Friday to fit it.
Until then I'm assured it's ok to use the ovens.

Ten minutes after ovenman left, postman arrived with the razor sharp Weapons of Mass Destruction. They are exactly what it says on the tin - razor sharp. It won't last - nothing does round here.

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