Yeah, I know that title’s been used before but sometimes it’s appropriate.
There was no sign of the builder again yesterday so we threw a wobbly in the actions speak louder than words sense. After all he can’t complain that our mattress is in his way if he’s not there to have a “way” to be “in”.
So last night we slept long and well in the beautiful green room and were woken before the alarm clock by the sun coming through the windows. Slaughterpuss thought it was fab that we brought her favourite chair into her favourite room and was accordingly laid out like a big tart at 5:30 this morning with all four legs in the air.
I phoned the Polar service centre in