EVEN IF YOU PAID ME...
Since my husband died there were lot of things that needed doing around the house, so I was very pleased when my friend gave me the name of what she said was a good odd job man.
I phoned him and he said he'd be round the next day, so I prepared a numbered list of the ten most important things to start with.
He duly turned up and at the end of the afternoon he knocked on the door and said, "All done," as he handed me my piece of paper.
"But you've only done jobs 1, 3, 5, 7 and 9," I said. "What about 2, 4, 6 and 8?"
"Can't do those Madam," he said.
(Submitted by Carole Singer, of Bexhill-on-Sea)
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