Hetty got a tad confused and tried to get back to her friends the pigs via the back door of the barn. Barn is
euphemism for shack held together with cobwebs and paint but it does have a really sturdy cow proof door.
Usually this door would open if she breathed on it but
unbeknown to her I had been working inside the
euphemistic barn and having
committed myself to another
clear out where I decimated the broken bike and knackered lawnmower collection, finally throwing out all the spare wheels, broken power tools,
tv stands and other precious items never used since we moved here three years ago, making a huge pile that doubled as a very effective door stop thus preventing bovine entry.
I did save two broken bikes though. Just in case.
Speaking of broken things, the phone line came down again, this time without the assistance of
JCB and so we were again locked into the seemingly endless cycle of press three to talk to an operator to complain and get a suitably qualified person to come and put us back together again. This repair will hopefull last longer than the time it took to complain about the last botched job!
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