I am having a conservatory built on the back of the house. which I plan to use for my counselling. I say 'I' because it is my project, so the builder called in yesterday to lay out ready for the cement base to be put down today. There had been some discussion about whether to move the side gates or not and we had finally decided not, and when Bob the Builder turned up, we ran through the decisions we had made and he started to measure up.
"I'll just shut the back door," he said, "and get on with measuring."
So he did and I carried on doing what I was doing in the living room, roughly about six yards away from him.
Minutes later, Keith phoned.
"Is that all-right, then?" he asked.
"Is what all-right?"
"Moving the gates. He says he can't get the full width otherwise. Didn't he say anything to you? He's just rung me up to ask about it."
So, having shared my views on this way of going about things with Keith, (who then retired to nurse his sore ear), I waited...
When the gates had been moved and Bob and his sidekick were about to leave, I went to the door.
"Oh," I said sweetly, "I see you moved the gates after all."
"Oh yes, I rang the boss..." he began.
I stopped him there and explained it to him.
I was quite amicable about it. Not a word passed my lips about sexism or male chauvinist pigs - really.
"We'll be here between half eight and nine in the morning," he promised. "And I'll bring you a white hat, as you're the boss."
It's three minutes to nine and all is silent....
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...
-
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... -
When all this first happened, last week, I was sure that I would not want or be able to mention it at all on this blog. Now, however. I feel... -
I have moved about a fair bit during my life and so I've been registered at several different surgeries. The first GP that I remember wa...
6 comments:
Hi Jenny.
Very good Jenny, had a good laugh you put it so well.
Bob the Builder may be a very good builder - remains too be seen.... for sure he doesn’t know very much about the Ladies.
Your photographs, fantastic
Notes: My comment question answered I see you’re back.
For your first holiday in two years - Questions:
How many miles did you travel overall? -
How many days holidays did you have?
How is Keith’s ankle?
Altogether we travelled 3600 miles, Mick and we were away for a fortnight. Keith's ankle is not too bad but he finds it painful to walk any distance. The specialist is saying that the only treatment possible now is to freeze it but Keith doesn't want to do that.
I would never vote for the Conservatories! They're a right shower.
Nice to see that the universal frothing wave of political correctness mingled with women's rights has not yet reached your corner of the North Wales/ Cheshire borders. Know your place woman!
Watch it, YP or I'll be popping over there to sort you out!
Jenny, you are a most amazing lady, and, I'm sure, a force to be reckoned with.
It's years spent as deputy headteacher that does it, Dale. That and being of a naturally bossy nature. You don't believe me? Ask Keith - he's over there, cowering in the corner under NASA. ;)
Post a Comment