I bought an acrylic bathtub for my bathroom. A specialist from the shop came to install it, connected it, everything was perfect. Brand new, beautiful — super. After a couple of months, little air bubbles started appearing all over the surface of the tub. I thought, well, I blew it, we had a cast-iron one before with no problems, and here I got hooked by fancy advertising. I called the shop and told them that they had sold me rubbish. They told me they would send a specialist to have a look. He came over promptly, and quickly worked out what the problem was. He simply removed a protective film from the surface of the tub, and all the bubbles were gone. Maybe it pays to read the manual first! I dropped in to the post office. There was a queue of at least 30 people, probably more, and each person was taking 10-15 minutes at the window. Half an hour later, only three people had been served. Right in front of me there was an old man in his seventies. Suddenly he turned to me and said, “When I came here, I was your age.” Everybody in the queue burst into laughter. That old man just made my day!