My God, how I hate having to call the builders in, particularly since I've lived in Ramsgate, as the place seems to have tradesmen entirely in a class of their own!
Still, when you've got water coming in through your lounge window, even when it's not raining, it's something you just have to bite the bullet and get on with.
I'm not sure how it works with everyone else, but I'm yet to find a builder who's proficient enough to invite back for a second job, so, yet again, I find myself with new faces on the doorstep, whistling through their teeth while making disapproving noises and scratching their wallets.
That's not to say that you can't have a bit of fun with them, and these two seemed just a tad dippier than the usual stock. After spending about 15 minutes trying to decide between themselves which would be the best course of remedial action (seemed more like two hours), I thought I'd chip in, to help things along, by suggesting that the application of a couple of spoons of mastic and spongaloid might be the answer, followed by "would you like a cup of tea?".
"Don't worry love", I was told, "we know how to fix this. Two sugars please."
I wonder how long they'll be trying research 'spongaloid', before the penny drops?
My guess would be that neither is likely to happen!
The Bull's Hit.
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After planning to spend the weekend by the sea in Ramsgate, and then
feeling like I'd spent the weekend in it, it would be so easy to blame the
council. Bu...
14 years ago
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Ah I think I know the ones, no job too small, had them here, made such a mess on the floor they hung a door with a two inch gap under it.
Well they managed to fix my leak, at least. Though it did cost almost as much in tea and biscuits as their final bill.
I should've deducted it really, but they did do a pretty good job and I did fancy one of them like mad.
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