Ringing Ceders

When a friend of yours gets married, you can understand if they ask you to be their child’s God-parent, or “uncle” or something else along those lines.  But when my best friend asked if I would be their Party Wall Surveyor, I wasn’t sure what to say.  “Do you mean you just want me to settle any dispute with your neighbor’s surveyor?”  I was a little perplexed, so I really had to think about it.  It’s not that I didn’t want to be, I could use the extra money.  I’ve just never been in a situation quite like that before.  I will have to sleep on it.