On Sun, 18 Jun 2006 00:32:19 +0100, Grimly Curmudgeon wrote:

We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the
drugs began to take hold. I remember Steve Firth
saying something like:

You'll forgive, I am sure my tetchiness at tradesmen who take on a job that
they are unqualified to do and then come to a diy group to find out how to
do it.

Everybody's got to start somewhere with this kind of thing. You had to,
yourself.

Umm yes, but I'm not selling my services, to others. I'm a DIY loon having
fun at my own expense.