Discussion in 'Off-Topic Discussion' started by GCHQ, Nov 30, 2017.
I feel absolutely shattered after reading that . Slow down Ian
No Harry, Mrs T has given me my orders, all ready been looking at houses, hoping to move this year
I don't think the wall paper will stick to the outside of the House, drive and patio, Ian, using just ordinary past!!
I meant to say gravel the drive, and relay the patio, paint the outside of the house
, I know, but with my school boy humour....................
I do like the idea of wallpaper the outside of the house, would no nails be ok
I finished making my top.
On the subject of wallpaper, back in the day when I was working for a living, (or pretending I was, my job was mostly preparing budgets and going round smoothing the odd feather I'd made other people ruffle) I was in the DIY department talking to my deputy. A little old lady came up to me and asked what was best for sticking wallpaper to the wall, as she'd never done it before. I suggested a couple of different pastes she could use. I asked if she'd a paste table, a paste brush a bucket a sponge and some decorators scissors and a steel rule. She answered "No." She thought about for a moment and then said "Have you got any drawing pins?" As for what I did today. I played golf, as I do three times a week "weather permitting." Only four of us turned up at the usual time because the weather wasn't too good and the course was wet. No run on the ball and several lakes on some fairways. We play for money, not enough today for teams of three or four balls, so we played "winner takes all." I was quite pleased with myself because of the conditions as I had a gross 82 but that included two birdies. It flattered me a bit because in friendlies you play off "the tees of the day," the yellows. The competition tees, the whites, are a bit further back so makes the course longer. But as the winner, I went home after lunch all of three quid to the good.
Just finished making some jam tarts,also a apple and gooseberry pie.
Cutting up pallet slats to spilt into kindling as we're going to need loads over the next couple of weeks with this freezing weather. And the flippin dust blower on my jigsaw blows the freezing air on my hand and turns my fingers numb. So I've come indoors and poured a glass a couple of glasses of Blackberry Wine to remind me of Summer.
If there's a knock on your door, Logan, it's me
You're more than welcome
Ive been a run out today with the wife and oldest granddaughter, first stop was Baslow Baslow - Wikipedia Then in to the grounds of Chatsworth House Chatsworth House - Wikipedia We stopped of at the farm shop, Farm shop Then over to Bakewell Bakewell - Towns & Villages in The Peak District
Collected a new doorbell from Wilkos, which I ordered on-line on Wednesday. It's a portable. They give you a sticky pad to fix the bell on your door frame, but I preferred to use the two screws provided, if it eventually fell off and broke, you'd be screwed, but the very thin rainproof rubber seal was a pain to put back. Set the chimes on "ding-dong," we didn't fancy those that, "go on for ever." My wife decided she wanted the remote bell placed on the sideboard just inside the lounge. I should have had the brains to test the adjustable volume before fixing the bell push on the door frame. So I was backwards and forwards, testing it and altering the volume "Too loud," was the cry several times until I'd reduced it to its minimum which was still "Too loud." For those of a certain age, the situation reminded of Stan Freberg's parody of Harry Belafonte's "The Banana Boat Song." "Too piercing man, too piercing." I left the forty year-old Morphy Richards chimes box on the wall near the door as if I removed it, it'd leave a mark on the wall and the colour of the emulsion behind it would be different anyway.
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