In case you were wondering, I've been spending this internet-less time hanging out with my new friends, Mr Plumber, Mr Electrician, Mr Builder and Mr Gasman. Though my favourite has got to be Mr Dyno-rod. Phwoar! He was a bottle of sauce. I might have to sabotage the toilet to get him around again.
But what's this? Let me get this straight... if I fill out this form, a fireman will come round to my house? Without me having to set fire to it first or anything...?
It's like Christmas has come early.
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And they come doubly quick if you're a smoker. It's something to do with being an urgent case they can never resist, apparently.
You're well in there.
Will he have his big shiny helmet with him? Eh? Eh?
Flanders And Swann - The Gasman Cometh.
At work, I'm a fire warden. That's *almost* a fireman. Honest...
How the hell did you manage to appoint a builder and sundry tradesmen and get them to turn up in such a short time period. Tell me your secret, please. I can't even get them to show up to do estimates.
MMMmmmmm. Firemen.....:)
I'm kind of related to three firemen.
Not one of them is good looking.
One's a body builder though.
Istvanski, oh no, and I was about to stop again.
Tim *resists joke about sliding down his pole*
Del - phwooar!
GSE - ah, booking them is one thing, waiting around for them another. Feel like I'm under house arrest at the whim of tradesmen.
Lottie - I'll send him your way afterwards.
Geoff - lalala, can't hear you...
You should see my fluorescent yellow bib! Heeeey ladies...
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