It was Sunday night when the boiler died and Monday morning when I rang the plumber but he didn’t turn up until this morning.
However,he admitted that he had forgotten (!) and apologised profusely.
Then , to my embarrassment, the damn thing fired at his first attempt.
“But, I did exactly the same thing and it wouldn’t light” I assured him, so he turned it off and watched me try to light it.
It was almost a relief when the pilot light went out as soon as I allowed the knob to come up slowly, and I was really pleased when the same thing happened when Mr Courtial did it.
He dismantled some parts and I left him to it.
Ten minutes later I took him a coffee and he explained that his colleague must have made a mistake when he put it together last time as there was something out of alignment.
Of course, his mate only has one eye and so it must be difficult to judge distances.
He checked that the boiler would relight if turned off and left saying as it was their fault there would be no charge.
I wish there could be a TV programme highlighting honest tradesmen. He’d be a star!
We had another workman in the house yesterday as, at last, Whale has decided he would like to have English TV.
He doesn’t feel comfortable coming to watch with Bear and me (I wonder why??!!) so now we have a double LNB on the satellite dish and a second Sky box for the TV in his bedroom.
Now we have to teach him to use the controls.