DIY disastersI just can't do power tools. They always fly out of control and end up embedded somewhere they shouldn't. I've no idea how I've still got all the appendages I was born with.
Add to that the fact that nothing ends up square, able to support weight or free of sticking-out sharp bits and you can see why I try to avoid DIY.
Tell us of your own DIY disasters.
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chthonic, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 17:19)
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Never help my dad mend the fenceNow I use the word fence, but it is more of a collection of rotten wood held together by an assortment of ivy, planks and extra nails/screws.
On one (not all that rare) occasion when my dad decided that the fence was in need of a repair, he requested my assistance. I made the mistake of agreeing to help; as is typical with father/son jobs, he took the lead and I did the passing/holding. Due to the fact that the fence could have been knocked over by a mouse with emphysema breathing on it, I was directed to the opposite side to support the piece of wood into which the nail was to be hammered. He started hammering a nail in no problem, however a problem was soon discovered- the nail was longer than the combined thickness of the wood, the nail penetrated both pieces then continued on its merry way into my hand. Swearing ensued, and that was the last time I ever helped him repair the 'fence'
Sorry for length- too long, causing unwanted penetration
(, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 21:51, 1 reply)
*snigger* @ 'unwanted penetration'I'm sure something like this has happened to me - I must have blocked the traumatic experience out...
*click*
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snee held his breath since, Wed 9 Apr 2008, 13:01,
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