I arrived at the customer’s front door to be greeted by a note written on the back of a torn open fag packet.
“Telly man gone to shops for fags just go straight in and if the dog goes for yer tell him to gerrunder”
I removed the note from the door and went back to the van to use my radio telephone to check with base if it was okay to do that. Base camp agreed that it was.
I returned to the house and walked in whereupon the dog went for me. I shouted out “Gerrunder” and the dog whimpered off. Then a lady appeared in the hallway and asked me what the hell did I think I was doing. I thrust the note under her nose, She pointed out that I had come in the wrong house – I wanted next door.