I told you I’d had more repair stories for you.
Here’s one to begin with.
As half of our building is still a construction zone, unexpected visits by the workers are not unusual these days. So, on more than one occasion lately, I’ve had surprise visitors. Not the kind of people who like to sit down for a chat with you. No. The kind of visitors who want to walk into your bedroom, climb on the windowsill and use the window as a doorway onto the roof, where some work or other seems to await them.
And while I usually like surprises, I’m not quite sure whether I should be pleased about these kinds of visits.