L has an ominous feeling about this repairman. It’s probably
the same ominous feeling I have. Normally they email and text us, continually
reminding us about the appointment. This time, nothing.
I check their website, we are actually on there, so perhaps
we are big unnecessarily ‘ominous’.
I take it all back, he arrives and does the job. We now seem
to have hot water and heat, at the same time, until the next time of course.
As L entertains her folks, I’m at the match. Another
ridiculous Friday night fixture that no one wants to go to. It results in a
rather, lifeless crowd and another defeat. Perhaps next season they might wish
to stick to Saturdays? I doubt it.
(Friday 1st March)
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