The workmen want my opinion. But I’m not falling for that | Tim Dowling

I don’t actually care what happens, as long it’s someone else’s fault

At 8.45am there is a knock on the door of my office shed.

“Yes?” I say, with the distracted air of someone who has been interrupted at work, although even the casual observer would probably notice that I’m holding a banjo.

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