DIY disasters
I 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.
( , Thu 3 Apr 2008, 17:19)
I 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.
( , Thu 3 Apr 2008, 17:19)
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Dangling dad
My dad had hired a scaffolding ladder so he could paint something high up on the side of the house. We put it up in the morning, securing it with a rope, then had lunch. I was still eating when my mum called from the kitchen: "Ruddles, your dad's calling for you to go and help him with the scaffold." So I finished my sandwich, then sauntered outside to find the scaffolding tower leaning at 45 degrees, supported only by the rope, with my dad hanging off from about 2/3 the way up, dangling over a rose bush.
I quickly got the tower back upright, dad climbed down, completely white, looked me straight in the eyes and whispered "Don't tell your mother!".
( , Fri 4 Apr 2008, 13:22, Reply)
My dad had hired a scaffolding ladder so he could paint something high up on the side of the house. We put it up in the morning, securing it with a rope, then had lunch. I was still eating when my mum called from the kitchen: "Ruddles, your dad's calling for you to go and help him with the scaffold." So I finished my sandwich, then sauntered outside to find the scaffolding tower leaning at 45 degrees, supported only by the rope, with my dad hanging off from about 2/3 the way up, dangling over a rose bush.
I quickly got the tower back upright, dad climbed down, completely white, looked me straight in the eyes and whispered "Don't tell your mother!".
( , Fri 4 Apr 2008, 13:22, Reply)
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