You can imagine my excitement when a man arrived at the door yesterday afternoon, saying he was there to deliver the new wood fired cooker (with back boiler) for the barn.
With some difficulty he backed his huge lorry up to the barn, unloaded a big plastic wrapped cube, and with our help managed to wheel the 250 kilo lump of cast iron indoors; into roughly the position it will eventually fill.
However, our excitement soon faded when we opened the crate to find that the stove had obviously fallen forwards at some time, and there was considerable damage to the front. Four handles were broken off, other bits were bent, there was a chip on the front, and there were some pieces totally missing.
Frankly I find it unbelievable knowing that several people must have witnessed what had happened, but decided to totally ignore it, throw away the broken bits, and deliver it regardless. In fact such things drive me fucking mad!
So, what to do? Well we've had quiet words with the retail company, and we've told them to take the bloody thing away. How dare they try to sell us damaged goods..... Bloody cheek.
Some days you just wish you'd stayed in bed. I'm FURIOUS.