I give this to you as an example of the surreal world I currently inhabit.
The gas suppliers are updating and replacing pipework to houses in the area. The builders are all in the kitchen incidentally. A few seconds ago I am sitting here at the pc (from which you can see the understairs cupboard – this houses the meter, supplied by the pipe which enters the property, running beneath the front door )
Without a word of introduction, tap on the door or ring of the bell, a young, slightly porky superviser (he obviously hasn’t seen me) has entered the house and bent down to inspect the pipe – giving me a front row view of his hairy muckspreader!… God give me strength!
Oh Fuck! Now the electrician and ‘Clumsy Tony’ have arrived… Must dash and get anything breakable out of his path.
© Andy Daly 2009