Wednesday, April 15, 2015
Heaven only knows.
Sophie greets me with her ' my brothers an oaf ' look. Bob has woken early and liberated her doo-doo. He's also disembowled it.
A shaven headed young man with a large neck tattoo arrives to repair the extractor fan in the new kitchen. The tattoo is of a swallow framed in a horseshoe. The name Claudille is outlined in red on a length of fabric held in the swallows beak. The design is presumably a classic of its genre. Let's hope Claudille was impressed. Angus does his best not to pre-judge the repair mans competence.
The extractor fan is supposed to have three speeds but has left the factory with an inability to extract. Instead it blows at one speed; ferociously.
Mr.Tattoo borrows a pair of step ladders. He climbs up and peers into the inner workings of the extractor fan. He swears. Then he swears some more. Finally he comes down the ladder and demands '' Who fitted it ? ". This said in a judgement laden tone of voice that suggests the malfunctioning appliance is somehow my fault.
A part will need to be ordered from the factory. '' We'll call you when it arrives " says the young man. This does not instill confidence .