My wife's Antique desk

Some time ago, Mum was talking about her antique desk, you know, the one that William Day left her in his Will. So, in deference to Mum's wishes, I arranged for a man to come along and give me a price for bringing it up to standard.
Some long time ago, Steve and I were thinking of improving seating at the end of the garden here, and I thought I might find out how much it would cost me to put some in decking.
I also rang a man who does reasonable decking job for a reasonable cost. Yes, you've got it! The decking man promised to come round on Saturday morning. Just after he rang off, there was a knock on the door and a man stood there, saying it was difficult to find my bungalow, so I got my trousers on and said, it is up the top of the garden, so we went up to where I would like the decking. He said, is the desk in the shed?? I am here to look at your antique desk!! He was the antique man! Did I feel a fool. Anyway, he duly looked at the desk, and hummed and haa;d about the gallery being broken and saying he would have to make a new one and he tried all the drawers and asked where the key was as he said it was getting spoiled by people pulling at the wood to open the desk and was spoiling the lid. I said "How Much", he said I would have to charge about £150 so I said Done!
Din I larf! The antique man said he would give me a ring when he had time to collect it. Job done.
I have a man coming round on Saturday morning to cut the grass, sweep up the yard and get rid of unwanted moss and prune the roses, perhaps he could mend the desk! Love from Dad