Why I dont DIY

I took Friday off work do do a bit of DIY.

Put a rad cover together and fitted it over the bathroom rad, this was a painful task as the MDF flat pack rad cover was s**te like I had never seen before and when I had finished bodging it I may have well have built one from scratch. Anyway the bathroom door wont close. I needed the rad cover as since having the bathroom wall reskimmed I cant get skirting between the pipes and the bloody wall. I suppose I could mitre some pieces and butt them together behind.

Put some architrave around a downstairs window, looked OK or at least will with some filler, went to do bathroom window and didnt have enough so just did the 2 sides intending to do top later. If I am being honest I only had enough to do one side, I used 2 pieces up the other side. After a couple of shandies last night I noted that I had done one side (the full piece obviously) with the wrong end up to the window casing, took it off along with a portion of fresh skim.

It doesn't work when ones heart isn't really in it.

Reply to
R D S
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Why you don't DIY?

Or why planning, more planning, and planning again, is everything?

:-)

Reply to
Jason

Damn .. it happens ..

And why I don't even start on days like that .. or if I don't feel that the materials / tools I have are 'right'.

Give it a while then git back on that horse pardner! .. ;-)

All the best ..

T i m

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Reply to
T i m

yeah, find another job and come back to that one later!

Tom (who has just been partially crushed while hanging a metal gate so is going to do something else thisafternoon!)

Reply to
Tom Woods

Don't you have a father or father-in-law?

Reply to
Stuart Noble

Unfortunately not, father-location unknown, father-in-law-useless and a tosser.

Reply to
R D S

I daren't start another job in this house before I finish a few. I was doing these jobs because there is work needed doing in the kitchen, if I start then every room in the house will have 'issues'.

Feet up with a beer is usually the safest bet.

Reply to
R D S

so true. DIY defintiely has a learning curve.

lol. If you mean to get there you will. But if you dont really want to... you wont.

NT

Reply to
meow2222

Sometimes it doesn't work even when it is.

Yesterday, decided to give my shaver a good clean. It's a very old Remington Microscreen, for which foils are no longer available, but I don't shave much as I have a beard, so I was hoping it would keep on going. The other thing was to measure the size of the rechargables in it, so I can order new ones from CPC. Carefully opened it on my electronics bench, being sure not to lose the spring clips which hold it together. Get it apart and give it a good spray with compressed air can. Took the bottom part down to the garage to measure the cells with vernier calipers. Then went hunting around the house for the CPC catalogue -- found it in the bedroom. Down to the PC to put the cells on my CPC order. Take the shaver back up to the electronics workbench to reassemble it. Get it half back together, then suddenly realise theres an essential pingfuckit missing which I hadn't taken off. Search around the electronics bench and it's not to be found. Now where else have I been with it? Just about everywhere round the house and garage. The expression involving needles and haystacks comes to mind.

Off to Boots to buy a new shaver...

Reply to
Andrew Gabriel

Its funny though, its women who are more keen to see DIY done, but never want to have a go.

Equal rights my arse.

Reply to
R D S

Pingfuckit? Is that like the spring which I found had fallen out of the botom of a machine at work after I had replaced a belt? There are no symptoms so far, I keep my fingers crossed.

I bought some electric shaver heads from boots, pack said 'fits ALL Phillishave models'. Well they didn't fit mine so back they went. 'I can't refund you' she said, 'you have opened the pack'. Needless to say I got a refund but why does everything have to be slightly more difficult than necessary.

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R D S

In message , Andrew Gabriel writes

If your electronics bench is anything like mine then finding any small component will be impossible. Particularly if it followed the random trajectory of compressed air.

You've got a beard... You're a lighting dude.... get your mugshot on the lighting group. The galleries been invaded by someone who's clean shaven and we need to intimidate them.

Reply to
Clive Mitchell

A while ago I worked for a company who sold commercial cleaning machines. One particular rep was universally disliked. One day he was loading several machines into the back of his car for a demonstration.

We chucked a handful of assorted nuts, bolts, springs, circlips etc in when he wasn't looking. He worried about it for weeks :-)

Retail seems to attract the brain hurters.

Reply to
The Medway Handyman

Andrew Gabriel wrote: Get it half back together, then suddenly realise

Pingfuckit! What a perfect description!

Reply to
The Medway Handyman

Wish I could find a link to a sound file, but in the absence, here's the lyrics to that lovely old song just to remind you we all have those days......

The Gas Man Cometh - Flanders and Swann

'Twas on a Monday morning the gas man came to call. The gas tap wouldn't turn - I wasn't getting gas at all. He tore out all the skirting boards to try and find the main And I had to call a carpenter to put them back again.

Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.

'Twas on a Tuesday morning the carpenter came round. He hammered and he chiselled and he said: "Look what I've found: your joists are full of dry rot But I'll put them all to rights". Then he nailed right through a cable and out went all the lights!

Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.

'Twas on a Wednesday morning the electrician came. He called me Mr. Sanderson, which isn't quite the name. He couldn't reach the fuse box without standing on the bin And his foot went through a window so I called the glazier in.

Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.

'Twas on a Thursday morning the glazier came round With his blow torch and his putty and his merry glazier's song. He put another pane in - it took no time at all But I had to get a painter in to come and paint the wall.

Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.

'Twas on a Friday morning the painter made a start. With undercoats and overcoats he painted every part: Every nook and every cranny - but I found when he was gone He'd painted over the gas tap and I couldn't turn it on!

Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.

On Saturday and Sunday they do no work at all; So 'twas on a Monday morning that the gasman came to call...

Reply to
Martin

Sadly, I can't claim to have invented it. First heard it some

6 or 7 years ago from a PC lab guy when I was working in the US. Then I saw someone mention it in this newsgroup a few months back. A Google search shows it mostly comes up in motorcycle forums, and as it happens, the PC lab guy I first heard it from was a biker who was in to stripping his engines down (there were bits of them on the shelf in his office).
Reply to
Andrew Gabriel

Oddly that is my name.

Reply to
R D S

Quite a few years ago I went camping (using the motorcycle (a Triumph Bonneville)) to a site a few miles south of Inverness. I was quite saddened to see a German guy on the same site completely dismantling his bike engine and replacing main and big-end bearing shells. What a holiday he must've had... I can't remember the make of his bike, but it was made by the same firm that also made vacuum cleaners :-) It was a European'ish make.

Reply to
Frank Erskine

It goes from bad to worse: the electrician goes to the wrong house!

Reply to
Martin

In message , R D S writes

Must be tough, being called Oddly.

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Peter Twydell

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