Having been roused from my slumber several times during the wee, small hours by the slamming of doors, a cacophony of diesel engines spluttering into life and revving up, and general grunting noises that may have been sentient speech, but bore more of a resemblance to:
"Kin in the back, kin taters, kin bacon buttie, kin kuuuuun",
my attitude towards the army of builders, plumbers, electricians, and so on currently being employed by the millionaires of Ramsgate to renovate their listed Georgian and Regency properties is, unfortunately, hardening.
Hence I declare that from now until further notice, the entire area be re-named the Isle of Vanet.
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