I got home from work yesterday to find farve enthusiastically stroking the gate and going on about its sturdiness etc. I actually thought he had taken leave of his senses and was wondering how to break it to the fam. But I then found out it was new. I mean, I only live here. To be fair, I've not been here long and I've given muv and farve a free reign to keep the garden up and running whilst I sort out the house because it (house) is a bit of a work in progress and I am not much of a gardener anyhow. Plus, I have a front and back garden, which I've never had before. And now I've got a posh garden gate! Yay! And it keeps Toby the Thug contained. Double yay. And, triple yay, farve paid for it. I'm still trying to work out what was wrong with the old one, but I understand that this is strictly a parent dominated subject and not one in which my views are sought or are necessary. Now I now that farve hasn't totally lost his marbles I can live with that.
The tradespeople are working to their own timetable which is incompatible to mine. I was a bit despondent leaving for work as I still needed some electrical work done, painting finished, new taps from plumber (I don't think he will be drinking with me again, he was definitely out of his league) and boiler serviced. When I got home it was all happening And they were busy working with muv sitting in the lounge doing some sewing whilst on the phone telling Furniture Village that no, a further delay for my red Piccadilly clock was not acceptable and she expected delivery tout suite. I am still not quite sure how my younger brother's girlfriend reacted when she received her jeans back neatly sewn and mended at the knee. Muv really doesn't quite get that fashion. When the electrician was given leave by muv to down tools he did say to me that the next time someone says to him that Rome wasn't built in a day he will tell them that is because my mother wasn't the site manager.
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