This morning, six little fellas put up the bamboo, now I have 3 topless little fellahs installing the new units. Shouting at each other. I told Gunther, he replied:

Upon hearing that, I spun my seat, pointed my feet toward the window, stretched back with my hands behind my head and said “I love this dirty town”.

I cannot fathom how much ‘grooming’ it took on the inter-geoff to get 2 fellas round to your flat – especially when they knew it would have no air con…

UPDATE: One of them is hacking up and spitting. Not sure where. I can only hear it.