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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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This is a story about the bit of DIY of which I am the most proud although the reason for doing it was the most embarrassing.
My Dad used to be a builder and decorator for a living, however any skills along those lines that could be passed from father to son went to my brother. I can scarcely saw in a straight line although I can manage flatpacks with little difficulty.
A month or so ago I decided to take a day or two off work to rub down and paint frame of my patio door. I also thought I would have a tidy-up in the loft as it had become filled with tons of rubbish.
I thought I would have a go at that first so first thing I went up into the loft and started climbing through the joists (see I know the right words) and timbers to get to the heart of the boxes. When I moved in I boarded most of the loft space, apart from about one square foot which was really inaccessible and no-one in their right mind would stand.
No-one, that is, apart from me. In climbing through the 3D maze of wood, I lost my footing and my leg plunged cleanly through the unboarded sqaure foot and straight into my bedroom.
So, the bit of DIY I am most proud of, is the square foot of plaster-board that I had to cut away and replace with an equally sized bit of MDF. Looks rubbish but it kept the cold out.
( , Sun 6 Apr 2008, 16:25, 2 replies)
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Homebase didn't have any and I was way too embarrassed to ask for it.
( , Mon 7 Apr 2008, 14:59, closed)
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