I've just got back from a few days away with Mrs Hnaef (more details to follow), to discover members of the community running around like frightened chickens, with handkerchiefs tied round their mouths.
I thought they might be about to riot, and were concealing their identities (though from whom, I have no idea), but it turns out that the drains have blocked up again, and they thought they were under chemical attack.
Things have gone a bit odd in my absence. Oh, and I wonder if the high-viz tabards have arrived yet.
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