A Man-That-Could . . .

Last Saturday I blipped that I would probably get a-man-that-can to replace the bathroom sink mixer tap for me.  Well today he did.  It takes a lot for me to trust a tradesman, and Ken fits that slot.

 
 
From my part after eighty years on this planet I get a mental blockage when it comes to such jobs.  However if I am propelled into doing the job I usually enjoy it (except Mrs W often complains about my language).  In this case I enjoyed Ken doing it for me.
 
Chatting with Ken the subject got on to HiFi and record players.  As a direct result we are now in the throws  of moving furniture to get  the turn table into the sitting room so that records can be played through the HiFi.  I blamed Ken!