Ever feel you are in a Monty Python sketch?

A fun conversation with my ploughman over the last Month:

ME: I am moving, I will be terminating our contract at the end of February
HIM: It's really hard to plough your drive way, I won't renew with the next family. It takes too long to do.
ME: OK.
HIM: Actually, my truck is in a ditch and I can't plough you for a couple of days.
ME: OK.
HIM: Actually, my truck is broken, and I can't plough you for a week.
ME: <raises eyebrows>
HIM: Actually, my truck needs a part and won't be available until the end of February
ME: Let me guess, the cat ate your plough. (OK, this one I've added, but the rest are true statements)