MacTardis doesn't mind. He takes such things in his stride. Even when he has been surrounded by thunderbolts and all around him have been torn asunder, when the power is reconnected he pops up a message:-
"Ooo - that tickled a wee bit - now where were we?"
No, what gets my goat are all the clocks that need resetting. There's the video recorder, the oven, the bedside clock, the fictitious DVD player/recorded [I'm still waiting very patiently]........... and there's the microwave !
This is a new member of the family - the old one now lives with Penfold.
I tried resetting the clock......... and then again... and again. I hunted for the instruction book. I found the instruction book. I could find no mention of the clock, other than it had one.
I glared and I paced - I randomly pressed buttons [cooking, quite accidentally, a rather delicious 4 course dinner at 7 in the morning] and then Lo, the terrible Goddess made her entrance.
She stepped over to the microwave, pressed a couple of buttons and............................ nothing! She pressed again .......................... nothing!!!!
I put my head in the miniature shed I've built in the bathroom.
I heard the clap of thunder and I saw the lightening reflected on the lavatory bowl and then ............................ the bloody lights went out again.
Luckily I've got some of this in the bathroom cupboard.
(Luckily, I've got the instruction booklet. Lo,TG Ed)
