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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Disasters? Nah, incidents.
I absent-mindedly used my teeth to strip the insulation from the incoming telephone wire. Cue a rather sharp pain, unforgettable from the roots of all my teeth.
Another time I was scraping the remnants of tile adhesive from my kitchen wall. I'd taken the liberty of removing all the power socket facia and wrapping the live wires in insulting tape. Except one... which I then scraped over with the metal tool. Cue moderate, almost enjoyable pain through most of my body.
Removed a willow tree from the garden (sad to see it go but really, should never have been planted so close to the house). Final root destruction involved trying every power tool in my arsenal. Attempting to demolish it with a drill, fitted with one of those spike and 'flat' wood bits I managed to slip and jam the spike into my thigh while the 'flat' wrapped up in my trousers creating an instant tournique.
Finally, if you lose a scalpel while cutting masking film, for goodness sake find it! and not by kneeling on it. Pulling 3cm of scalpel from behind your kneecap frankly sucks. I bled all the way to the nearest phone, phoned my gran and then fainted. More blood and then a trip to A+E.
Length? Swann Morton No. 11
( , Wed 9 Apr 2008, 9:02, Reply)
I absent-mindedly used my teeth to strip the insulation from the incoming telephone wire. Cue a rather sharp pain, unforgettable from the roots of all my teeth.
Another time I was scraping the remnants of tile adhesive from my kitchen wall. I'd taken the liberty of removing all the power socket facia and wrapping the live wires in insulting tape. Except one... which I then scraped over with the metal tool. Cue moderate, almost enjoyable pain through most of my body.
Removed a willow tree from the garden (sad to see it go but really, should never have been planted so close to the house). Final root destruction involved trying every power tool in my arsenal. Attempting to demolish it with a drill, fitted with one of those spike and 'flat' wood bits I managed to slip and jam the spike into my thigh while the 'flat' wrapped up in my trousers creating an instant tournique.
Finally, if you lose a scalpel while cutting masking film, for goodness sake find it! and not by kneeling on it. Pulling 3cm of scalpel from behind your kneecap frankly sucks. I bled all the way to the nearest phone, phoned my gran and then fainted. More blood and then a trip to A+E.
Length? Swann Morton No. 11
( , Wed 9 Apr 2008, 9:02, Reply)
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