The unresponsive Mr Darty

Flushed with our success at France Telecom we decided to buy a washing machine.

Darty is the place to go, it appears.

Well - the first lady answered our question about 'cold fill' then said 'Call me when you have decided' and promptly ran out of the store like Paula Radcliffe. (a tip - all French washing machines seem to be cold fill only... no wonder she ran, poor girl!)

Then a man came up and we told him what machine we wanted. He said lots of things REALLY QUICKLY, and he took us to his computer and then said it wasn't working and could we come back in 3 hours' time.

Well we went and had lunch and came back 2 hours later. He saw us and hid behind the TVs but a very brave lady came up and sold us the machine and arranged for it to be delivered on Thursday afternoon.

Now it's nearly prayer meeting time and my brain really hurts.

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