It was a crisp evening and the snow was softly falling, when the Networking Knight and his trusty steed “Valiant” were returning to Kyle Castle. As they approached the Draw Bridge the Knight was met by his good Lady who was rending her hair and wailing in obvious distress.
“Oh Master” she cried “a disaster has befallen us; the foolish maidservant has spilled lamp oil over the Persian rug you brought back from your last Crusade…. and it’s ruined.”
“Be calmed good lady” replied the Knight. “I shall send for the redoubtable Curry of NCF, if anyone can remove the offending Oil, it will be him. And if he can’t, we shall simply have the rug replaced on our ‘New for Old’ contents Insurance policy.”
“You see, unlike the other evil Robbing Insurance B…barons I ensure that all of my clients are given the very same Buildings and Contents protection we have ourselves, so they like us can sleep safe in the knowledge that nothing can perturb them.”
“Oh Kind Networking Knight, I thank the Good Lord every day that you decided to marry me and saved me from a life of servitude, how may I ever thank you?”
And the Networking Knight climbed down from Valiant and with a smile said “Oh, I’m sure we can think of something” and he and his Good Lady retired to the Castle Keep and the roaring log fire, secure in the knowledge that he was fulfilling his quest to protect people while helping them to save more too