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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Dentists and drills
My Dad, God rest him, was a dentist. You'd think that drilling a hole for a phone cable to run from the hall to the landing would be a piece of piss.
No. He acquired from a mate a 15 inch 10mm masonry bit, and set about making holes in the hall ceiling with abandon. What would he do was shove the bit in all the way, and then walk upstairs to see where it had come through. When it hadn't, he would then walk back downstairs and make another hole. He couldn't understand why the holes had soot pouring out.
My beloved, who can actually do DIY, caught him and told him he was drilling into the chimney breast. Then she said "Have you measured up?"
"No, why?"
At that point she took the drill off him, got a tape measure and put the hole spot on first go.
In his defence, he'd always lived in Forces houses, where you needed a form in triplicate to hang a picture.
Oh, and it cost £150 to have the ceiling replastered. 14 holes, and only one in the right place.
Length? 15 inches, like I said.
( , Fri 4 Apr 2008, 17:45, 1 reply)
My Dad, God rest him, was a dentist. You'd think that drilling a hole for a phone cable to run from the hall to the landing would be a piece of piss.
No. He acquired from a mate a 15 inch 10mm masonry bit, and set about making holes in the hall ceiling with abandon. What would he do was shove the bit in all the way, and then walk upstairs to see where it had come through. When it hadn't, he would then walk back downstairs and make another hole. He couldn't understand why the holes had soot pouring out.
My beloved, who can actually do DIY, caught him and told him he was drilling into the chimney breast. Then she said "Have you measured up?"
"No, why?"
At that point she took the drill off him, got a tape measure and put the hole spot on first go.
In his defence, he'd always lived in Forces houses, where you needed a form in triplicate to hang a picture.
Oh, and it cost £150 to have the ceiling replastered. 14 holes, and only one in the right place.
Length? 15 inches, like I said.
( , Fri 4 Apr 2008, 17:45, 1 reply)
Ceiling disasters
Shades of only fools and horses me thinks !
Brace yourself Rodney !!!!!
( , Mon 7 Apr 2008, 16:01, closed)
Shades of only fools and horses me thinks !
Brace yourself Rodney !!!!!
( , Mon 7 Apr 2008, 16:01, closed)
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