Grrrrr Fuming
Just settled down with beer and a book after a heavy afternoon spent putting up stock fencing and hanging gates, when Mrs Moel says "where are the lambs?"
Look out the window to a deserted field and a field gate laying flat on the floor......then remembered earlier today a delivery man from next door was struggling to reverse down the track we share with our neighbours, he came up the field and asked if he could use the field entrance to turn round.
No problem, I said, just give me a shout if you need my help reversing and please close the gate when you are done, didnt think anything else of it (busy trying to hang a gate with the 'help' of my two year old). Glanced down later van gone and the gate was shut.
After a fun hour with the torch, lambs located and caught.......went back to the gate and the idiot had lifted it off it's hinges and just rested it between the posts.....just waiting for a feisty lamb to hit it....cue another 30 mins of single handed grunting and levering before it was lifted back on the hinges.
Fuming!
Why don't some people just think, or even ask!
Rant over!
Topic: Grrrrrrr - captain angry puts in an appearance (Read 2702 times)
