God’s Honest Truth. I am NOT making this up!
See previous posts.
I’ve been sat sitting here waiting for a plumber to fix our loo. Midday. 12. Yeeah.
We are now nearly 3pm and had given up hope. Nil desperandum, mes braves. He arrived.
The conversation was crazy. I invited him into the kitchen so that I could write down our phone number and he peeked around the door saying, “I expect a huge dog in a place like this. I once got bitten on the leg and it wouldn’t stop bleeding.”
Me being, stupid, me said, “LOL. Not a German Shepherd?”
OK. You know the answer.
This is my life. Not quite normal but never uneventful : o)