This is to let you know that our lavatory seat is broken and we can’t get BBC2.Â
Anonymous Britisher to his town council
Must be a shitty channel if your toilet seat is the antenna.
Seriously though, this is just one of the funny quotes over at Rodger’s from anonymous Britishers to their town council’s housing board.
The reason for them, for those who haven’t been paying attention, is that folks in the UK cannot perform repairs/upgrades on their own homes without the approval of the “Town Council”. You should go read some of them to see just how much of a RPITA (Royal Pain in the Ass) something as simple as replacing a few roofing shingles or a leaky faucet can become when you live in a Nanny State.
One of the things on my “List of Things to Do if I Win the Lottery” is to take my father-in-law over to the UK to be sort of like Archibald “Harry” Tuttle (Robert De Niro’s character in Brazil). The guy can fix damn near anything and has more energy to do so at 62 than I do at 35.
30 years of being an Army Engineer will do that to you, though, not like it’s a bad thing. Except for maybe a few Brits having heart attacks over not having to wait for three months to fix a leaky faucet.