On Wednesday our portable aircon unit failed. It was hot. Too hot for making chocolate. I cried.
Simon patted me down and sourced an industrial unit which was due to arrive on a next day delivery. I did a happy dance.
By the end of Thursday there was no sign of the new aircon unit. I stomped and sulked a bit. We were told that it wasn’t going to arrive until Monday. I threw my toys out of the pram…
