Himself went out last night (no problems with that, he works hard and probably hasn't been out for about a year). However, he lost his keys and tried to get me to wake up to let him in my throwing stones at the windows. He then broke a pane of glass in the back door to get in. When we opened the curtains this morning he had managed to break all three back bedroom windows. As he has no spare key for his van, he then had to go and buy another one (he has to have a van for Monday, can't rent one as they have no roof racks for his ladders) - he was going to get a new one anyway, just not this side of Christmas. All in all an expensive night put, good job he rarely goes out.
The van is on its last legs and we had to sort it out today as he is fully booked for work next week. He can't prove ownership of the damn thing as he has misplaced the paperwork for it.
Going to scrap the old one, it really is knackered (small wonder he hasn't been pulled over by the police given the amount of smoke that comes out of it).
Eventually, over many years, most of your windows will get broken. Calling a glazier out several times, to repair each window individually, would inevitably be more expensive than repairing them all at once. So, by breaking three at the same time, your hubby has actually SAVED you money!
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FW - think there are some scrapies that will come and collect it. The paperwork is probably at our showroom, I will ring the manager on Monday and ask her to look for it.
Well there's no point getting wound up about it, worse things have happened to us - it just seems that things happen to us in chunks. Luckily he actually has some money at the moment to sort it all out.
The back garden is covered in the stones that they we chucking, the plastic slide thing has been moved (they obviously thought it would be a good idea to try and climb on the extension and try knocking the windows, but as they are both in their fifties is was beyond them). He has to push his van up the street as it was blocking my car in (it now looks like it has been dumped so bound to have the pole knocking the door about it). We also now all have to go to bloody Abgavenny tomorrow to pick up the van that he bought today!