Something Went Wrong
Something in the community is always broken — a streetlight, a main, a boiler — and a warning beacon rises where it happened. Walk over, diagnose it, fix it with your own hands, and get paid. Do that often enough and you stop being a person with a toolbox and start being a company: hire technicians who jog to their own callouts, watch the works yard grow a van, a workshop and a citywide dispatch mast, and keep living in the town you keep running — its cafes, its neighbours, its koi pond, its sky islands.





