Monday, November 4, 2013

Now tell me the truth...

"Now tell me the truth," Anthony demanded, his warning tone clear down the telephone line at 8.15 am. 

"Yes, what?" I asked my heretowith unknown caller.

"Are you planning on having electric gates?"

I pondered this for the split second before I answered: "Well, yes. Eventually."

"Are you creating a lock-up situation?" he persisted.

"Well, what do you mean?" I replied, with growing confusion.

It was the gas connection man, sure that the electric cable he had seen by our front fence meant I was going to seclude his meter behind fortress-like (Hells Angel-like?) walls.

He was assured that in the event we ever gather the enthusiasm for more works external to the Homemade House, they would include a pedestrian gate.  Knowing us, probably well before we ever even get around to the driveway gates.

Off the hook. 

For now.






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