The Gorse Fox could not play football today. The troubleshooter from our builders was coming to fix the decorative panel back on the house. We'll get back to that!
The Silver Vixen had her usual Zoom Pilates (though this is the last week it is being provided as they are returning to bum-to-face meeting next week. Urban-Cub and Ellie went off down to the seafront and then met up with the Coventry Hobbit for some lunch and shopping.
Meanwhile, the Gorse Fox waited in for the builder. He was scheduled to arrive at 11:00. The Gorse Fox was loathe to get stuck into anything major so spent the time reading until he arrived. In the end the Gorse Fox had to phone head office. He was some two hours late.
Eventually he turned up. He took one look at the problem and uttered the immortal words "I'm not doing that." He sucked on his teeth. "Heath and Safety would have my guts" he went on, "I'm not putting myself out any more for that bunch. Sorry". He then agreed that the work would require scaffolding or a cherry picker, and he would inform the head office and send photos. The Gorse Fox is now awaiting their response.
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