A Poem!

We received the following poem about one of our plumbers into our office last week from a satisfied customer. We thought it worthwhile to share it with you.
 

An Ode to a Ford’s Plumber!
Darren was the plumber
not forgetting Ross the ‘leccie’ too
came to fit a new heating system
in a week or two.

The first day he was quiet
but that didn’t last very long,
by day two he was ‘jabbering’
on and on and on!

Now Darren is a keen plumber
an early bird it’s true
By 8 o’clock he always arrived
in his hand, his morning brew.

Darren doesn’t do coffee
cream cakes nor biscuits too,
‘My body is a temple,’ he cried
I laughed and so would you!

And so the work continued
drilling holes and bending pipes.
‘A man CAN work on tea alone,’
came the hourly hype.

So Mr Davies and Mr Ford
came to inspect the work in hand.
‘If a job’s worth doing and done well
then Darren, he’s your man.’

Now I was incapacitated,
with a leg the size of a tree.
So Darren, ever caring said
‘You know, I’ll saw it off for free!’

And now I have this lovely warm house
with new heaters all aboard
all fitted fast and expertly
by Darren, the plumber from Fords.

Nicky Holland
Exmouth.