R D S wrote:
I took Friday off work do do a bit of DIY.

Put a rad cover together and fitted it over the bathroom rad, this
was a painful task as the MDF flat pack rad cover was ****e like I
had never seen before and when I had finished bodging it I may have
well have built one from scratch.
Anyway the bathroom door wont close.
I needed the rad cover as since having the bathroom wall reskimmed I
cant get skirting between the pipes and the bloody wall. I suppose I
could mitre some pieces and butt them together behind.

Put some architrave around a downstairs window, looked OK or at least
will with some filler, went to do bathroom window and didnt have
enough so just did the 2 sides intending to do top later. If I am
being honest I only had enough to do one side, I used 2 pieces up the
other side.
After a couple of shandies last night I noted that I had done one
side (the full piece obviously) with the wrong end up to the window
casing, took it off along with a portion of fresh skim.

It doesn't work when ones heart isn't really in it.




Wish I could find a link to a sound file, but in the absence, here's the
lyrics to that lovely old song just to remind you we all have those
days......


The Gas Man Cometh - Flanders and Swann


'Twas on a Monday morning the gas man came to call.
The gas tap wouldn't turn - I wasn't getting gas at all.
He tore out all the skirting boards to try and find the main
And I had to call a carpenter to put them back again.

Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.

'Twas on a Tuesday morning the carpenter came round.
He hammered and he chiselled and he said:
"Look what I've found: your joists are full of dry rot
But I'll put them all to rights".
Then he nailed right through a cable and out went all the lights!

Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.

'Twas on a Wednesday morning the electrician came.
He called me Mr. Sanderson, which isn't quite the name.
He couldn't reach the fuse box without standing on the bin
And his foot went through a window so I called the glazier in.

Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.

'Twas on a Thursday morning the glazier came round
With his blow torch and his putty and his merry glazier's song.
He put another pane in - it took no time at all
But I had to get a painter in to come and paint the wall.

Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.

'Twas on a Friday morning the painter made a start.
With undercoats and overcoats he painted every part:
Every nook and every cranny - but I found when he was gone
He'd painted over the gas tap and I couldn't turn it on!

Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.

On Saturday and Sunday they do no work at all;
So 'twas on a Monday morning that the gasman came to call...