Sean
We'll see.
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So I'm painting the ceilings in the new house and happened to be in front of the window in one of the front bedrooms. A car pulls up and a lady in her late sixties or early seventies gets out and walks up my drive. So I go downstairs, open the door and ask if I can help. She looks confused for a moment then says, "there used to be a lovely wee man here that had a great charm for haemorrhoids."
I have to admit, I was somewhat nonplussed. After a few seconds I redirected her to next door where the previous owner's son resides and closed the door, shaking my head and wondering if I've moved into the middle of a coven.
I have to admit, I was somewhat nonplussed. After a few seconds I redirected her to next door where the previous owner's son resides and closed the door, shaking my head and wondering if I've moved into the middle of a coven.