Isn't it funny how you meet someone and somehow the converation turns around to dogs. The gas man came today to sort out a problem with the meter and as he was chatting he noticed all my doggie training and psychology books and asked if I was a dog trainer. It turns out in his spare time he rescues and trains gun dogs and is actually one of the good guys and uses only positive reward based training methods even though he gets a lot of stick for it. I told him all about Border Collies In Need and he promised to send any needy dogs our way. We had a nice long chat about how it's always a case of wrong person not wrong dog and generally put the world to rights.
Made me forget how angry I was with the gas company anyway!