The Telephone guys
The telephone weren't working, none in the street were, so after ringing up to complain, eventually they turned up. 2 guys were sorting it out and I had to go out. Ours was the last one to be fixed and when the guys came to the house, Donna let them in to do their job. Finishing she asked them if they'd like a drink, they said they would.As the three of them were sat at the table, Donna suddenly asked them to check the line in our bedroom. She went upstairs and they followed her. As they check...