On 4 October, I sent a fax to Mr. Dick (the name was changed, of course), a craftsman from the next village. The fax had my signature on and was the conformation of an order. Since then I have heard nothing more. Today I called again, but there was only the answering machine. Let's see if I will ever get a call back. My wife and I have lived for nearly two years in this rural area of Hessen. It's really funny what one experiences here with craftsmen. You don’t always get what you want, but it is always entertaining.