Unholy Rumpus

Not here at the jewellers, this was a breeze - getting a new battery for my watch (the ladies loved me photographing the tools of their trade, this was before they'd arranged them in to a neat pattern for me :-/).
The rumpus refers to what happened after I woke up with plaster board on my mind. I worked out there wasn't enough as per the plans and the architect came round and concurred. They'd not read the detail well enough, little Miss "green-obsessed-insulation" had.
Pow wow, grovelling apologies, red faces.
Don't you just love it when you act on a hunch? Took some bottle not to bite my tongue, jolly glad I didn't. Back on the salt for them! (joking, we're on good terms).