It’s a very exciting day in the middle of nowhere in deepest darkest Blogshire today. Man and son are erecting a scaffold. In face of forecast gale force winds and torrential rain, they’re optimistic a paint job which has been planned for months will go ahead today. The object of their DIY:ing is the eaves of the house. Yes, that’s right, this is the highest part of the house, hence the scaffold.
But I have some concerns:
1. It is a very long way to fall down.
2. Son’s just got a 1st in Chemistry from Oxford (yes, I can get this information into any blog I’ll ever post), not a degree in painting and decorating.
3. The scaffold is rusty. A fact no-one has noted.
4. This is the view from my kitchen window while I’m trying to work.
5. Even the dog with a pea sized brain located somewhere around his stomach and the bits between his legs looks worried.
Someone please send me a team of professional painters. It’s an emergency.
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