A Stressful Start to the New Year It’s not been a good week. The pool pump/filter at the place we’re house sitting stopped working at the weekend. I rang the pool man, and waited in for a horny geezer with a moustache and a dodgy accent to turn up. When the lovely, super-friendly Zeb arrived to ‘check out my equipment’, I felt bad for pool men everywhere who have been tarred with the 70s porno movie brush. Anyway, there wasn’t enough water in the pool – who’d have thought – which meant… Read More