Lightly hold a wire rod horizontal in each hand, keeping them parallel but not touching. Pace slowly across the Yellow Pages…
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Ha ha ha. Those haven’t been delivered here this century – or at least, they were until a few years ago but they were not for this area because by a fluke of geography we are counted as being part of a town twenty miles away rather than the one four miles or the one six miles off.
And with deference, I don’t want just J Random Plumber up in our roof; I want someone who will do the job without putting his foot through the plaster between the joists or making matters worse rather than better, and that means a recommendation is needed.
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In the two decades before we moved here I had attempted to use the Yellow Pages at least, oh, three or four times. Without success, with one exception - the gas-fitter who did an emergency callout to cut off a horrid old gas fire, and turned out when I looked for him for another job six months later to have died. (No word on whether it was a gas-related incident.)
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Plumber: Hi! I’m the 24-hour plumber you called.
Householder: How long have you been a plumber?
Plumber: 24 hours
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Might this be any use?
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Our Council has a list of reputable Tradesmen too, or you could ask the man who fitted your boiler.
Carinthia.xx
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We have used the above in the past, but now have a brace of those we have tried and tested. Never found a dodgy one from this site, though.
Soo xx
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You are all very kind. Tomorrow!
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Wotcha folk
I needs gin!
I wafted enough organza to create at least forty brooches
So gin is needed while I peel the glitter encrusted glue off my digits
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A positively Stakhanovite output, Twellsy.
Dipping yer fingers in the gin might speed up the peeling process (but probably wouldn’t do a lot for the taste, I s’pose)
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Glue now peeled off
I don’t like glittery gin so I just peeled gently
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Gawds
I appear to have Flumped for almost 4 hours
It has been a bitovvan day:
The cremation took place this morning, privately, so the Church bit was really a Memorial Service. It was at Mr C’s Church, where we married 39 years ago.
The organist was the friend who played for our wedding,& there were lots of former members of Mr C’s choir in the congregation .
The Deceased was 91,& had died peacefully after 8.5 years in a care home. She hasn’t known anyone for the last 4 years, & didn’t know that her husband of 60 years had died 3 years ago.
Howsumevva
In their heyday they had kept the Church going, & held things together, almost literally, during various crises, & the Interregnums(regna?) that the CofE saw fit to impose.
They presided over an traditional Ironmomgery, which had been in his family for over 100 years - the place to go for 1 rivet/wotevva,or 200
I am weary,& the headache is still lurking. An awful lot of ‘All our yesterdays’ has been stirred up today
Carinthia.xx
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{{{hugs}}} anna bleedin’ gurt Pitcher, Dere
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Armrest
Who’s modelling my jumper?
Of course that size would swamp my delicate frame
In yer dreams. Cont p94 Ed
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Gentle hugs and a pitcher or ten of BMs dear chatelaine
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Oh, it was some unattractive skinny bint. Barely worth noticing.
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Thank goodness for that Armrest I would hate to see cellerati worrying about my svelte figure
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Whilst I’m here I like to say that I’m not sending Christmas cards out this year & will make a donation to The Falcon Inn, Chester instead.
However, as a mark of esteem may I present you with my version of Ave Maria …
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You Sod !
That has made my teeth itch
Carinthia.xx
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