Very true indeed. Still thereās a great buzz out of fixing something you are unfamiliar with. Itās all fine and dandy fixing balers and central heating boilers, itās the small household things that give you the kick.
I had to replace door handles on 30 year old doors recently. They donāt make door handles to fit the incumbent holes, so i had to learn how to use a 60mm drill bit. Did it all perfectly, delighted with myself. Herself was suitably impressed and was actually overheard telling a friend in positive tones aboit it on the phone.
Itās the little things.
First bit of paid work in weeks, immediate neighbour gates( front/ side wooden,plinths,all good first coated 2 walls and it pisses rain I ask you FFS
The friend will give you a call shortly to fix hers and youāll be cursing the missus
True.
I fixed the in-laws tumble dryer on Monday. Now I donāt know why anyone would really need a tumble dryer this week but you do as asked. Mrs ccha turned up last evening with a few notes in payment. I will keep them.
That might well happen as her husband is a useless lazy fucker who barely leaves the house. Weād often see her at her two sons football games, but himself barely turns up and when he does itās clear itās under sufferance. Which I donāt understand.
With all the Rastoolers on here then someone should know a bit about it.
TPU not TVās,
Feckin things donāt last
Heās a prick so
Until your life partner is staring at you through the hole you made in the wall whilst trying to hang a painting.
Itās 22 degrees an splitting the stones here.
Iāve just submitted my pre planning application.
Warm here now but absolutely pissed for a while
My bessier who Iāve the worm farm with took a very old English friend of the parent out pike fishing. Heās well doddery and deaf as a post, but he caught a few and was delighted. He insisted on leaving 50 notes for āthe ghillieā , despite them trying to explain at length that it wasnāt like that. He wouldnāt take it back. My pal wouldnāt take it. We decided to only honourable thing to do was to drink it, which we did in raaaygans in moycullen the last time I was back.
So you drank the money that was meant for your friendās daughter?
No, he left it for my pal, who he couldnāt get in his head wasnāt a ghillie. My pal wouldnāt take it, as it was a favour, but it seemed morally reasonable that we drank it (my pal and I), so we did.
Whatās a ghillie?
Oh for fucks sake
Itās like a butler for fishing purposes.
Itās what the English call a lad that brings them fishing.