Hounds and handymen
November 28, 2007 – 4:38 pm by CathGod, this is what you get when hounds and handymen mix. See, one of the joys of being freelance, and therefore working from the back bedroom, is that you get the joyous chance to be ‘in’ when tradesmen come a calling. So, this morning, I awake to a bundle of deadlines peppered with god-awfully timed visits from the Tesco delivery guy and the guru who’s going to fix our washing machine just one week after we bought it.
The problem, (well, one of the probs) is that Marvin, our faithful-as-long-as-you-have-a-choc-drop-in-your-hand hound, suffers from chronic bronchitis. He hacks like a Woodbine shareholder. So what do I get when said tradesmen and delivery folk stumble over our doorstep? Nothing but sage vet-like advice, that’s what. Lo! the house rings to such nuggets as “You should try taking him to the vets, love!” or “He’s got a bad cough darlin’. You done anything about it?”
Dear God.
“Actually,” I should say, “no. I’ve done bugger all. I thought we’d watch him slowly choke to death in his basket while you and I make merry over broken motors and reciepts for Rice bloody Krispies.”
Of course I’ve done something about it, you doorbell-bothering fools! His tablet intake makes him rattle like a maraca and he’s about to elope with his vet! Now unload the shopping bags, pick up your screwdrivers and…
Well, whether you are familiar with freelancing, hounds or handymen you can pretty much guess the rest.
2 Responses to “Hounds and handymen”
Poor old marv.
but maybe you need some sort of cough amplifying device to scare off certain types.
By uncle wilco on Nov 28, 2007
Amplifying device? I’m surprised that you can’t already hear him from where you are. The dog could cause avalanches on a beach.
By Cath on Nov 28, 2007