'What sort of useless plumber did you call out?'
'The sort who's available at the last minute at weekends.'
Well, you can see why he'd be available.
So Husband is off to London today with his hacksaw and ... other plumbing sort of stuff. He anticipates a messy and frustrating day. I told Elder Son to get some cotton wool.
'Your ears. You'll need it: plumbing always makes your father swear.'