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Our village carpenter, Alf Winn, came one day and made a kitchen cupboard for my wife.He made it just the right size to fill the useless space between the cooker and the door.When I got home that evening, Alf was drinking a cup of tea and making out his bill for the job.
My wife said to me, quietly, “That’s his ninth cup of tea today.”But she said, loudly, “It’s a beautiful cupboard, dear, isn’t it?”
“I’ll decide about that when I see the bill, ”I said.
Alf laughed and gave me his account for the work.I read:
One kitchen cupboard 10 Nov.2000
Cost of materials(wood)$17.00
Paint and fittings $1.50
Work, 8 hours($1 an hour)$8.00
Total $36.50
I took out my check book and my pen.I looked at the bill.Alf said, “It’s been a lovely day, hasn’t it?Quite sunny.”
“Yes, ”I said.“I’m glad it’s only the 10 of November.”
“Me too, ”said, Alf.You wait-it’ll be a lot colder by the end of the month.“Yes, colder and dearer! Kitchen cupboards will be $20 dearer on November 30, won’t they, Alf?”
Alf looked hard at me for half a minute.Was there a little smile in his two blue eyes?I gave his account back to him.
“If it isn’t too much trouble, Alf, ”I said.“Please add it up again.You can forget the date.”
I wrote him a check for $26.50.He was happy to accept it.