External Link/Members OnlyI wanted an experience that was akin to my favourite seat at my local with a pint of real ale. Familiar, comfortable and satisfying.
What I got was a number of bookings cancelled, some at short notice and with a set of standard excuses - straight out of the escort handbook. I don't mean "If you don't replace the timing chain after 5,000 miles, the crank shaft will stick up your arse".
On the day of the umpteenth rearranged appointment, set by her, came another cancellation. To which I did not bother responding.
Next followed a tirade of abuse accusing me of messing her about.
Complete change of character. No rationale. Equivalent to a resignation letter from my list.
As it happened, I had eaten some radishes that day and was able to trumpet my disdain in a raucous, miasmic and wonderfully satisfying rendition of Colonel Bogey.