Flooring Delivered

Greg,  the builder, says John,  the plumber, and Paul, the electrician, can get on with the next part of their jobs.

I can't get hold of either.

However, Aaron, the lorry driver, has delivered a pallet of flooring and been in for a coffee. I now know his life history. 

(Aaron has suffered far worse falls than me.)

Please excuse the plaster splattered window through which I took the photograph.