Hurray! The Virgin chap came at 8 this evening and we're back on line after 10 days. I've missed you all! And I have LOTS of emails to answer.
We got a phone call this morning from Tony the Painter, who's coming to paint our son's bedroom.
Tony has a wonderful Irish accent, instantly recognisable.
Him: Hello-o-o-o, Mrs MacDonald. [This is not my name, by the way, but it doesn't seem worth correcting him.]
Him: Wellllllll now, it's Tony the Painter.
Me: Yes, hello.
Him: Welllllll now, I was wondering about coming to paint your bedroom.
Me [encouragingly]: Yes.
Him: I was wondering about Monday.
Me: Yes, Monday would be great.
[Some chat then ensues about the finer details of this arrangement.]
Him: That's fine now. I'll see you Monday. [Pause.] Or maybe Tuesday.