Chapter 4


Maybe I ought at this point to apologise for the sheer madness that has filled these last few pages of html. On the other hand, YOU'RE the one that has kept clicking on the links to the next chapter. So, no, I'm not going to say sorry...

And so, June rolled on, and exams done, dusted and passed, the F.I.T cleaned the house as they had done the year before. They washed and scrubbed and dusted and rehung the "crazy" 70's curtains. They even weeded the back garden concrete suntrap. And washed the windows. So there.

A small nagging suspicion crept over the brave F.I.T. about Brassy Women. While they had not done anything to upset her in the last year - er okay, there was the incident when the pale faced trogladytes kept turning up on the doorstep unannounced with potential victims (sorry, tennants) when the contract signed by the F.I.T clearly stated that they had to give at least 24 hours written notice - and the F.I.T refused them entry until such notice was given.

She wouldn't try anything, would she?

Afetr reviewing the previous years experience, paranoia got the better of the F.I.T and they set their own David Bailey, Nat the Metal-Fatigued to take photos on the last day of the tenancy. Also confident in the fact that the state of the house had been witnessed by various parents, the F.I.T left for pastures not-so-new and challenges fresh.

And the summer slid on by, and every time one of the F.I.T called Castle CRAP, and spoke to one of the trecherous trogladytes, they were assured along the lines of "everythings fine, you'll be getting back your full deposits, they're sitting on Brassy Women's desk as we speak, waiting to be signed as soon as she's back from the beauty parlo... er sorry I meant client briefing" Only slightly suspicious (we're not TOTAL world-weary cynics), they thought nothing of it until...

THE CHEQUES AND FINAL REPORTS ARRIVED (Dum Dum DERRRRRRRR)

What was in those final reports, how much was the cheque for, and what did the F.I.T do next???

Previous Chapter... Next Chapter... Tune in next week to see if...
The F.I.T. win out in the end... If Brassy Women has changed her name again... All this and more, coming soon in the next thrilling installment of : THE HOUSE!


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