I was wary straight away. It was good he rang - dont get me wrong. But he said his name was Giles. Something not right when the repairman speaks with a posh Oxbridge accent and is called Giles. And another thing! It had been arranged for him to arrive 'soon after 3pm'. I was therefore expecting 5pm. But here he was at 1pm saying sorry, cock up on the time keeping front - could he call in 15 minutes. OK no problem we arent going anywhere.
Burned out valve seat was the diagnosis - Giles went straight to it. An education obviously pays. Would send quote, no probs, shake hand, gone in 15 minutes.
Mum and sister came over and joined us for a meal at the Kings Arms and coffee back at chez nous.
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