P H Jones are the biggest bunch of f wits known to mankind. Apart from TalkTalk.
We recently moved into a council property.
I turned the heating on when we were moving in to check it worked. Three of us said we could smell gas, and I promptly turned of the heating.
Vented the place for a couple of hours then turned on the heating again. Smell of gas.
We reported the problem.
Along comes the Terry from P H Jones.
"No gas" says he.
I'm at work. OH rings me and explains the situation to me.
"Put the idiot on the phone" says I.
In no uncertain terms I put this individual in the picture. If I'd been there I'd have put him in the canal!
He promptly does his job PROPERLY and finds a loose connection, which he tightens.
This is one of many horror stories about P H Jones myself, friends and acquaintances have experienced.
Do I have any confidence in P H Jones?
Do I ******* hell as like!!
We recently moved into a council property.
I turned the heating on when we were moving in to check it worked. Three of us said we could smell gas, and I promptly turned of the heating.
Vented the place for a couple of hours then turned on the heating again. Smell of gas.
We reported the problem.
Along comes the Terry from P H Jones.
"No gas" says he.
I'm at work. OH rings me and explains the situation to me.
"Put the idiot on the phone" says I.
In no uncertain terms I put this individual in the picture. If I'd been there I'd have put him in the canal!
He promptly does his job PROPERLY and finds a loose connection, which he tightens.
This is one of many horror stories about P H Jones myself, friends and acquaintances have experienced.
Do I have any confidence in P H Jones?
Do I ******* hell as like!!
