Swinging my manly grubber

Building a house involves a whole new level of screw-ups. We’ve just received a quote for installing the electricity from up the pole to by the road, where our sparkie can hook in.

Price? Forty-one thousand dollars. I think they got that wrong.

And we’ve also just received an invoice for a “panting survey”. I think they got that wrong too.

Aside from that, now for manual labour.


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