Apps! Sodding Apps! Don't even MENTION SODDING BUGGERING APPS! At this moment in time, I would be overjoyed to the point of a near orgasm just to get an EFFING SIGNAL!
Or perhaps a call from Orange Customer Service, if indeed such a departments does exist, and is not just a product of my febrile imagination.
Perhaps on second thoughts, that might not be such a good idea, as I cannot give any assurance that I would be responsible for my actions, even though, in my normal/usual state, I am fully appreciative of the fact that the unfortunate member of staff who happens to be on the other end of the telephone is usually not personally responsible for the problem in question.
However, they have actually applied for, and been offered a job by the company in question, and have chosen to take the position, so don't pin on the Deputy's Star if you can't get on the horse. OK, you might not get on the horse, but at least expect to be asked to get your shovel out and move some shit
And breathe............................
Recommendations please, for a stopover on the way to Loch Tay
I've got another 'keen'... Ouch!