Moo Handyman Landlords Moo!
This is a very public apology to SL. T and I were supposed to be going to his place for dinner tonight, but the landlord finally came around to fix the non-opening garage door, and is still hard at it now. He likes to do the repairs himself. I’m not a handyman, but I’m sure that much hammering isn’t required to fix a garage door (all he was supposed to do was replace a guide wheel). T is concerned that the landlord’s … uh, improvised methods of repair will result in his death out there (T’s and the landlord’s that is!)
Thus, T and I have missed out on a sumptuous feast of chicken kiev and tiramisu, and the pleasure of SL’s company. MOOOO!!