more tools than me
Friday, March 5th, 2010 | tags: local, service, woodburner |Fabulously orange brick dust swirls around the wendy house and out the open windows and doors.
The builder wears a facemask as he powerhammers through the brickwork to widen the fireplace enough to to fit the woodburner. He lends his oversized hammer to the gasman removing the supply to the fireplace.
Gasman “The conservatory wasn’t here when I last came round, how long have you been here?”
wendy “2 years”
Gasman “Did you buy the place from Claudia?”
wendy “Yes, she added the conservatory around 5 years ago”
It feels like all the service providers that come to my home have been here before and remember the previous owners. Very homely local feel. The gas man took a while to sit with me on the K2 snowboard garden bench, enjoy the spring sunshine in the garden, talk about what a lovely secret spot it is and how the kitchen skylight has transformed the kitchen.
I like that people like the wendy house, so far that seems to be everyone who visits. NICE!
