Tuesday 20 March 2012
Before lunch, there is a knock on the front door. The caller is Mr Moody, whose firm is renewing the rendering at Mr & Mrs Kingdom’s house. Speaking in a heavy Peakville accent, he suggests that some of the windows of the Old Man’s house could do with replacing, and offers to undertake the work. “We do all the windows round here,” he informs me. He claims to have replaced some of the windows in Mr & Mrs CJ’s house, and to have fitted the burglar alarm — which until now I have forgotten about — on the front of the Old Man’s house.
“I’ll bear you in mind,” I tell him.
In the garage I find a full box of the big tiles that cover the walls of the bathroom.
[Original posting 20 March 2013]