A mammoth undertaking

My builder phoned this evening to discuss my leaking porch, and to reassure me that he hasn’t forgotten me. I bet he hasn’t, when I still owe him money awaiting satisfactory completion of the job. It was pouring with rain again on Sunday, and I marked up the leaks – plural – with yellow dots this time. The porch is looking very colourful! However, as we agreed, in the grand scheme of things I’m hardly a priority. It is only a porch after all, and there are many people worse off than me. Worcestershire has been very heavily hit by the weather, and he has several clients who are flooded right out of their houses. As I said, I was hardly on the phone to him in tears demanding urgent help right now. No, he agreed, unlike the previous client he’d just spoken to on the phone who was flooded and was in a dreadful state. So we’ve left it that he’ll keep me on the list of “important but not urgent” jobs, and will get back to me when the urgent priority jobs are cleared. That’s fine by me – provided that it does get fixed sooner rather than later.