Wilt, he confesses is a bit of a “tart” and loves toys which makes life easier – not like a friend who has a “remote” for his TV and parks it next to the TV so he has to get up to collect the remote to change channels! The fucking idiot has just lost the plot and lacks the simple common sense to appreciate that the TV “remote” is meant to be parked on the arm of the sofa – and this bloke is Oxbridge educated!
“Oh yes” he says as this fact is pointed out to him and one sees a light bulb lighting up over his head, as if in some cartoon – boy do I have some odd friends!
Anyway, back to toys and remotes..........
Mr & Mrs Wilt have this rather large double garage which we occasionally use to park a car overnight or more often whilst away for any period. Now the door to this garage is firkin huge, very heavy and gives Wilt a back ache whenever opening and closing it – so today he had Mr Electrician (and general good mate) fit a motor to the said door and now, gracefully, opens and closes at the simple touch of a key fob which each of the Wilt’s have attached to their keys – fucking brilliant!
No back ache and the neighbours are very impressed as Wilt drives up to an automatic opening garage door – posh or what?
All that is needed now is a robot to drive Wilt and Salty Dog to and forth the pub, oh and one that can cut the lawns and do the flower borders – mind you, what otherwise would Salty Dog do?
Wilt
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