Sunday, 31 May 2009

My word is my bond

Hi blogsters

The title of this post says it all for me, which as you can guess I have been let down by someone.

My Gas bloke shot through on me and then went deep undercover not answering his phone etc. Honestly all he had to do was call me and re-arrange a new date, but this stance he has adopted is so unprofessional. I really don't know what to make of it all. I stayed and waited for most of the day, when I could have got on with other things.

So anybody know of a gas fitter who can fit my fire and provide me with a certificate please let me know.

Luckily my good pal Andy came and sorted out my new light fittings in the Cludgie which restored my faith in human nature a little - Thanks Andy!

Slow progress on the fire surround, but the commitee of taste is pleased so all is well.
laters
stevie t

2 comments:

  1. Is that James, Brook or Basildon Bond?

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  2. Did i tell you i have been learning to play the rubber trumpet....

    i have an audition next week.............
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    with an elastic band!!

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