I am sitting in the loft at the computer.
From the floor below I have just heard the following conversation between the Football Fanatic (19) and The Fixer (12):
Football Fanatic: 'Can you hang this on my wall?'
The Fixer: 'Hm...I'll need panel pins.'
Football Fanatic: 'Have you got panel pins?'
The Fixer (giving her a withering look): 'Course I 'ave.'
Football Fanatic: 'Where from?'
The Fixer: 'Bought 'em at Tesco.'
There followed a lot of banging and hammering and shouts of 'it's alright, it's got a rubber handle' until.....
Football Fanatic: 'Hey! That looks great!'
The Fixer: 'Course it does. Anything else?'
Football Fanatic: 'Well...that hinge is loose on the bottom of the door.'
The Fixer: 'It'll cost you.'
Football Fanatic: 'How much?'
The Fixer: 'Two quid.'
Football Fanatic: 'Done.'
I'm thinking of buying her a grafter's belt for her birthday.
I blame the father.
Wherever he is.