Mr Furlong is busy in the ice outside our back door. He is installing a dog flap. He is conversing with himself in language not fit for publication.
But I know Mr Furlong always does a perfect job.
He is a perfectionist.
Mrs Furlong (me), has always been an effectionist. If it gives the right effect, that’s fine by me.
It’s amazing that Mr Furlong and Mrs Furlong are still together after all these years.
If something doesn’t work Mrs Furlong bashes it.
That’s fine by me.
I call it percussive maintenance.
It sometimes works.