A Sekty Dress

It is what the well dressed bottle of Sekt is wearing these days.  It is also one of those things you blip when you get home at a quarter to seven after being in the office for a very long and potentially very useful day.

Thoroughly fed up with our tile layers now.  Especially the one who turned up this morning at 8:45 and proceeded to spend the next half-hour in the new bathroom on the phone and smoking out of the window..

That's just not on.

Neither is throwing your fag ends on the lawn.

He is most certainly my Arschloch des Tages (and his boss is getting told that it's not on).  Another company added to the list of tradesmen we won't be recommending to anyone.