Buying through David and Jason was quite the wild ride,
I wasn't prepared for the standard of jokes they'd provide.
The Hobbit jokes started from day number one,
And carried on daily in the name of good fun.
But it seemed rather rich, it has to be said,
As they’re no giants, despite what is in their heads.
My clothes were discussed, my decisions reviewed,
Any chance for a joke was enthusiastically pursued.
Then along came John, their apprentice in jest,
Learning smart-arse behaviour from some of the best.
As auction day neared, their coaching began,
A strategy so simple anyone could understand.
"Bid!" they would yell every time I walked by,
Apparently that's all you need if you want to buy.
David then worried my arm lacked the strength,
For the bidding marathon's anticipated length.
Exercises were prescribed, training was intense,
Though whether for auction or sport made little sense.
Renovation concerns? They were swiftly dismissed,
"It'll be fine" became the phrase that couldn't be missed.
No power, big projects, a budget in flight,
Yet somehow they convinced me it all would be right.
Beneath all the banter, the jokes and the fun,
They worked hard from start to finish until the job was done.
Would I recommend them? Absolutely, no doubt,
Though this review may encourage more nonsense to come out.
So if David, Jason and John start teasing you too,
Just remember this poem — and you will know who to pursue
Posted: 19 June 2026
