For the third time, Mr Davidson looked at the address he’d been given.
Marine Parade. Not Marine Crescent or Drive. Marine Parade.
He looked again at the items listed on the estimate:
- Remove rust
- Repair and replace defective metalwork
- Sealant
- Primer
- Paint
- Replace glass as required.
Five days. Seven at most.
But this wasn’t the supposed glasshouse in someone’s garden. It was a rigging rusted palace! He cursed the lad he’d taken on to man his phone just a week ago. Claimed himself trained? Trained to claim dole.
More like five to seven years! Excellent take!
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Yea, for one man, easily that.
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Oops!
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Thank you. Sadje
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You’re welcome 😉
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🙂
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🙏
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5-7 days – in what world? That is more than a job for one man!!
Excellent… I might have found a picture 😉 Not sure, yet.
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His idiot if a lad, newly take on, didn’t realise the size of the job!
Look forward to seeing your answer
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Indeed. As is wont to happen when one is new on the job…
Oh, the pressure!
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Yea, we’ve all been there… at least the once. Me, many times.
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I cannot say I am exempt from this 😉
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No one is perfect when new on the job (so my husband told me on our wedding night. Oops, that was a joke)
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Buahahaah!!! Love it!
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“Trained to claim dole.”
Ouch!
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Alas, there are such people.
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That doesn’t look like a week’s worth of work to me!
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Nah, exaggeration. Ever since writing that I’ve been trying to remember how long it took the real Mr Davidson’s *team* to tart it up before he opened it as a nightclub… late 1990s.
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Another possible take on the boy’s error would be to assume he’d mixed up the address with a similar one. My home town had a Kemp Street and a Kemp Road, which were nowhere near each other, until the installation of Emergency-911 phone systems led to a push to eliminate confusing street names.
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Such as Marine Crescent… And are you making it up about Kemp Street? Never can tell with you
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The Kemps are real, Ms. Kemp. Kemp Street still bears that name; Kemp Road became Wyman Road. Consider the possibility for a pseudonym. 😉
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Throughout the years I’ve borne several surnames, and I’m not sure I’m ready to change it again. Though perhaps if I did I might consider Wyman… although that might make me sound transgen. 🙂
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Well, you’d actually be well set to follow the same strategy my home town used. When they had to rename streets with duplicate names, they consulted the curator of the town’s historical society for names that resonated with local history. I have no doubt you could do much the same, if you were so inclined.
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Okay, so I could have Nelson for Horatio); Sewel (for Anna, not Rufus… she was a writer); or Dickens. But Crispina Dickens hasn’t a ring to it. Could have Cromwell 🙂
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Crispina Cromwell, the Iron Duchess! Lord Protector of Asars and dragons!
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Yeah, I like that! 🙂
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