The Gas Man Hath Been

Not Rod, once again, but non-local Steve.

He was here for about an hour and gave the old boiler a clean bill of health. As he was working away the post arrived - including my gas bill.

Don’t worry - I won’t take it out on you“, I told him. He didn’t get a slice of scone, though.

When Tall Andy visited on Saturday I’d mentioned that, if the Gas Man was relatively early, I’d be able to go into work for the afternoon - easing myself back in, as it were.

And I could.

But the sun’s just come out, you see.

And there’s an “r” in the month.

And a “y” in the day.

And, um, …

 

3 responses


  1. Can you send some sunshine down here please? I’ve resorted to wrapping a blanket round my legs it’s so damn cold.


  2. Just got back from the golf course. It’s wet, it’s windy and everything I was wearing is now in the washing machine!
    And I went round in a dismal 131 (par’s 64).
    Enjoy the sunshine!


  3. “‘Twas on a Monday morning the gas man came to call.
    The gas tap wouldn’t turn - I wasn’t getting gas at all.
    He tore out all the skirting boards to try and find the main
    And I had to call a carpenter to put them back again…”

    Lyrical genius by Flanders and Swann. :-)

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