On Wed, 09 Jul 2003 21:50:25 +0100, John Rumm
wrote:

In new plaster it was like a hot knife through butter.... I think I had
probably cut about 2 meters when I realised I could no longer see my
hands in front of my face! Looked round the room and it was completely
obscured in a cloud of dust. Stepped outside and this drifting storm of
dust was pouring out of the door - it almost looked like the smoke you
would expect to see coming out if the room were on fire!

I was forewarned so I taped up both kitchen doors and climbed out
through the window. I don't think anyone can be told what it's like,
you just have to experience it yourself or you won't believe it. Not
being able to see your hand a few inches in front of your face in a
lit room is a strange feeling.

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