One of the lads from our rugby club landed a job abroad, couldnt refuse it, good money etc.
Another one, a wee bit of a bampot, offerred to look after his flat, this bloke was notorious for wild parties, crazy escapades etc etc.
Anyhoo, he convinced the boy to lend him the flat, soo off he went for a year.
Came back, shittin bricks, thought the flat would be trashed. NOPE, the flat is immaculate, freshly painted, scatter cushions, groceries in the press and fridge the works, beds made, the lot.....cracking.
But there is a note on the table....dear xxxx, thanks for the lend of the flat, had