|The last of the Saxons.|
|Cataphracts ready for the tray.|
Oh, and remember the wall, well it would seem that I am being fobbed off and the company has no intention of paying me for a repair. We are now in dangerous territory, I am teetering on the brink of putting it down to the vagaries of life and just paying up and getting the wall done, or getting so cheesed off with their arrogance that I will end up in the small claims court. Perhaps I will mellow with two weeks in the sun, but as I say, I am balanced on a knife edge at the moment between can't be bothered with the hassle or the principle.