Friday, 9 May 2008
To look at him, you would think he was quite jolly. Once he spoke, I realised he was just after something for nothing. One of the farm holiday cottages was booked out to a man and his dog. They arrived alone and settled in. I noticed he spent the mornings away and the rest of the day at the cottage. He came to the house the other day, asking to use the phone. He offered to pay for the call so I didn't mind too much that he hadn't bothered to use the pay phone in the cottage. I also thought he might have been wanting some company. It so happened that his television had gone off. Most likely a problem with the mast, not uncommon I hasten to add. But when he started to insult my home and the surrounding area I was none too happy. "It's boring round 'ere," he began. "There's nuthin' to do and now me telly's broke." I said "Oh, it's not that bad really, we have amazing beaches and the scenery's incredible." I pointed towards our magnificent view of which he pulled his face at and continued,"bet it gets right lonely in the winter. I cudn't live up 'ere, I'd die o'boredom." I said goodbye and went inside. I never did take any money for the phone call. But I did wonder why he'd bothered to spend £400 on a week's holiday cottage only to sit inside from lunch time every day watching t.v. Apart from which the weather has been glorious this week. I would hate for him to come when it was raining. He left on Wednesday. Three nights of his accommodation paid for and not used. If only one could chose who stayed in their holiday cottages.