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It was all going so well

One of the pieces of plasterboard next to the kitchen was a bit rotten so I asked a plasterer to come and replace it.   2 hours later he left me with a door leaning against the bookcase, 2 great big holes in the wall and another hole in the kitchen wall, which he had no business touching.  Meanwhile the hole in the ceiling above the front door still stares at me every morning and I now know there is a leak somewhere.  I am trying to discover where before the plumber comes and starts ripping up things unnecessarily.  On Thursday I have made an appointment to see the insurer but I am not hopeful as Insurance companies are notoriously reluctant to pay out - ever, but I shall try to explain why I have 2 separate problems, both involving holes, in French.

As I was surveying the damage left by the workman the  doorbell rang.  A man stood there holding out his card and explaining that he was an estate agent and would like to sell my house.  I would like him to sell my house but I think that would be an impossible task under the present circumstances.   I said I would think about it, not letting him see the utter devastation behind me.

While I try to sort out these problems I must decide whether to stay up and watch the Presidential debate at 2.00am.  After all what is more important, a debate or a few holes in the wall?

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