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No golf today |
This morning I broke the glass turntable in
the Microwave – or rather it broke itself. I was collecting my porridge from
the Microwave and the turntable hurled itself onto the kitchen floor and
smashed to smithereens.
It scared the bejesus out of the cats – who
at the time were quietly eating their breakfast – and didn’t do much for me
either. By the time I had cleared up all the broken glass my porridge had
congealed and had to be resuscitated.
I was quite distressed because I simply
cannot start a winter’s day without porridge and I could see this daily
essential disappearing before my very eyes.
I mean – how can you use a microwave
without a turntable. They have this little widget in the middle that turns
around – and on which the glass turntable fits and sits quite neatly.
My immediate thoughts were that I must
order a new turntable but I knew that – things being the way they are – even
with a following wind - this would not
arrive until next Christmas even if I could find a turntable – and I just knew before looking that the
model I have is obsolete – has not been made since 1979 – and that all the
spare parts were lost in a warehouse fire in Potsdam in 1986.
So I needed a work-around – and have found
a couple. ESB would find 50 but I have a limited capacity for these things.
I can actually balance a plate on the
widget and this seems to be reasonably stable although I admit that I can see
the dangers. But I have some kitchen implements and paint scrapers that I could
use to get the porridge off the inside of the microwave.
Or I
can place a glass jar top over the widget and stand a plate on that. This would
mean that the widget would turn underneath the glass top – out of harm’s way.
This would also mean that the porridge would not turn when it was cooking so may
end up a bit lumpy but it would – after a fashion – still be porridge.
Having assuaged my immediate fears of being
porridge-less I could turn my attention to ordering a new turntable and of
course hit the blindingly obvious snag. This is known in the trade as Snag #1.
You need the model number.
The microwave is fixed in position somehow
and I cannot work out how to get it out to find the model number – knowing
anyway that this will be a pointless exercise (see above).
So I had to do what I always do when I am
stuck – contact Rozalin. She will arrange for a Siemens man to come and inspect
the microwave – order a new part – and charge an extraordinary amount of money for
the task.
This will include a call-out fee, a travel
fee, a hourly fee and a fee for the bare-faced impertinence of bothering
Siemens for something as trivial as a microwave turntable.
Incidentally I settled down to watch the
World Golf Championship in Arizona last night and after an hour it started to
snow and play was cancelled. SNOW! Can’t believe it.