Meanwhile I have an update that Nick has just 'phoned me...... The Virgin man turned up, said to Nick "I've been 'ere before and it can't be done"
"Yes it fooking can" says Nick
"No it can't" says the Virgin man
"Follow me" commands Nick and slamming his flat door leads the man to the cellar and points to the cables etc.
"That's as may be" says VM "But it ain't connected and it won't friggin work..... We can make it work but not today, it'll be several weeks"
Nick explodes with rage and VM says "Don't give me a hard time mate, it's not my fault, phone my boss if you want but I'm telling yer it can't be done".... hops in his van and drives away.
Nick returns to his flat and finds that, in his rage, he slammed the door so hard he has bust the lock and now cannot get back in.
He has walked to a call box, located a "Yellow Pages" and contacted a locksmith who will be there in about an hour. Tried second locksmith who asked for Debit Card details before sending a man. Nick had to tell them his Debit Card is the other side of the locked door...... They don't want to know so back to first locksmith who will still take an hour. They suggest Nick should sit in his car and wait .... Car keys are also the wrong side of the locked door. Nick has no coat, temp is below freezing and he is sat on the wall, gazing at the snow, using his mobile to call me and tell the tale.
Locksmith charges £80 per hour or part thereof.
Nick gave permission for me to update you all "In case I don't survive this"
If he doesn't survive I can report his last words were "Why fooking me? Why does this always fooking happen to me?"
