Eye of suspicion
It’s a funny old world. One in which things get done more rapidly and efficiently after complaining. And where people think nothing of saying and doing different things!
My car gets fixed on Monday (or at least the process starts then). And I am getting a temporary Vauxhall Astra as reward for some inept driver broadsiding me. It’s an automatic apparently. That’ll be fun!
And our house buyer? Where have you gone!? Seems he might have been a colossal time waster. Let’s begin that process again, shall we?