Keith: Just wait till that Camaro is running!
Me: Shall I be allowed to drive it?
K: Of course.
Me: It's going to be a bit difficult though, isn't it. The steering wheel is on the left.
K: No, it's on the right side.
Me: How can it be? It's left hand drive.
K: Yes, but it's right.
Me: No, it's left.
K: No, it's right.
Me: How can it be right? It's left.
K: It's right for that car.
Me: Only because it's American. We drive on the right so it's not right for us.
K: It won't do you any good sitting on the right in that car.
Me: Obviously because the steering wheel is on the left. All I was going to say is that I shall find it difficult having the gear stick on the right.
K: It won't be on the right, it's in the middle and anyway, it's automatic.
Always have to have the last word, men, have you noticed!
Plaster board and dust
So, we're still no further forward on the British Gas smart meter front and I've given up making non-existent appointments with them...
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I have noticed that paricular trait. While smacking them one on the back of the gives momentary satisfaction, I have discovered that there is no reset button to correct the problem. It must be an internal glitch, a processing problem related to the factory installed software and not as of yet upgradeable. :)
The male of the species eh? :)
Yes, men. I dearly love them. Staked out naked in the back yard over an ant hill smothered in honey. LOL!
Hah! Last word! Last word! Last word!
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