Just had a chat with my Dad about Building Regulations, and managing the unreasonable needs of Estate Agents who're trying to steam roll us into signing a contract before the searches are even complete. Jim - perhaps one of the most boorish, opinionated, inappropriately risqué and downright offensive conversationalists I've ever known, chips in:
"Just call them Cal-line, and use that gently persuasive tone I taught yer, and no firing up with your... how shall I say? Heheh... your abrasive manner heheh... ok Love?"
Harumph! I assured him that my abrasive manner is reserved chiefly for 'Daddy Dearest' (as he's taken to calling himself). Yes yes, I know he *means* well.
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