12th March. Talk Dirty Then.

"You must get sick of seeing other peoples' roofs all the time" said the friendly oak flooring man with a strangely out of place West Country accent, although for all I know he could have been from Kent.

"It's a living" I replied.

"Still getting a job then" said the friendly bicycle selling man in between the showers of rain.

"There's always people waiting for me" I said.

"It's a pity it's so strenuous, nothing's easy though" he added.

There always has to be easier ways, surely, of making a living, these premium rate phone numbers seem to be quite a good earner.

It's a known fact there must be people, that is men, who have some sort of sexual predilection to anything you'd care to mention - Chimneys for instance:

"....Yeah well, there was this really big chimney in an eighteenth century terrace house, two storey, right? Very lumpy...mmm.... Blocked solid with soot and twigs, absolutely filthy and d'you know what? The middle chimney pot had fallen in, disgusting. I had to break in through the attic, and give it a good hammering with the vibrating hammer before I could even think about 8 metres of 6 inch 904 flexible and etc etc...

Call Charge £1/min.

4 comments:

The Snoring Man said...

Do you take Switch?

The Incredible Bulk said...

I suspect your set up costs might create a paper loss until year 3.

The Editor said...

....phoarrr!.. 9 inch pumice with a leca/cement mix and a stainless steel bonnet cowl with a birdguard...nice

The Incredible Bulk said...

Make that year 4!