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Mrs C entrusted me with one of a pair of her favourite earrings to repair. In the absence of Superglue I used Araldite to fix a wayward oval of red enamel into its gold surround and left it to cure on the window sill. During manufacture the jeweller made two small holes through the surround to allow enamel and glue to settle. I didn't notice this. Her precious earring is now stuck firmly to the window sill.
Offered to help a friend and his g/f move house a few years ago now. I was carrying a box in through the back garden which was reached by crossing a patch of grass near a public footpath. This was in the days before dog owners had to pick up whatever the dog left behind.
I unknowingly stepped in a particularly violent dog poo which was then traipsed through their new living room and halfway up the stairs.
I unknowingly stepped in a particularly violent dog poo which was then traipsed through their new living room and halfway up the stairs.
DrSteveBrule said:
Offered to help a friend and his g/f move house a few years ago now. I was carrying a box in through the back garden which was reached by crossing a patch of grass near a public footpath. This was in the days before dog owners had to pick up whatever the dog left behind.
I unknowingly stepped in a particularly violent dog poo which was then traipsed through their new living room and halfway up the stairs.
Oh man! I unknowingly stepped in a particularly violent dog poo which was then traipsed through their new living room and halfway up the stairs.
Completely out of the blue I was invited to a drink up in London with colleagues I haven't seen for years. Chuffed beyond words I accepted immediately and proudly told Mrs C.
"I see," she said. "In London?"
"Yes."
"On the 12th?"
"Yes."
"And you said yes?"
"Yes."
There was a pause. Quite a long pause as it happens.
"It's our wedding anniversary. You said you were taking me away for a few days. Starting on the 12th."
"I see," she said. "In London?"
"Yes."
"On the 12th?"
"Yes."
"And you said yes?"
"Yes."
There was a pause. Quite a long pause as it happens.
"It's our wedding anniversary. You said you were taking me away for a few days. Starting on the 12th."
Instance 1)
When with an ex I had just finished laying a pine floor in our living room, took an age to lay it then with all the belt sanding and stain then varnish.
Anyway, after a couple of weeks graft getting it down and finished we went on holiday and I had recently lost the last few of my tropical fish so the tank was sitting half full of water in the spare room upstairs and the pipe work for airation and filtration hanging over the top.
2 weeks in the sun and we get home, walk into the living room and there was water squirting up between the planks as we walked around. The tank had back siphoned, down the interior of the stud walls and settled in the living room, ruining the floor. Had to be torn up and restarted. The Mrs was livid.
Instance 2)
The same house, the fridge packed up and was semi-built in, so I removed it and bought a replacement. The replacement was however slightly too wide for the cavity.
In my wisdom I figured I could just cut the bottom half of the upright panel out and rest this on the top of the fridge to keep everything supported and square.
Outcomes the saw and I cut out the section in my way and the kitchen promptly collapsed and all fell to the left - apparently the end panel I cut the bottom off was the foundation for the rest.
It was botched up and we sold up shortly after - leaving the appliances in situ for the lucky new owners to deal with at some point.
When with an ex I had just finished laying a pine floor in our living room, took an age to lay it then with all the belt sanding and stain then varnish.
Anyway, after a couple of weeks graft getting it down and finished we went on holiday and I had recently lost the last few of my tropical fish so the tank was sitting half full of water in the spare room upstairs and the pipe work for airation and filtration hanging over the top.
2 weeks in the sun and we get home, walk into the living room and there was water squirting up between the planks as we walked around. The tank had back siphoned, down the interior of the stud walls and settled in the living room, ruining the floor. Had to be torn up and restarted. The Mrs was livid.
Instance 2)
The same house, the fridge packed up and was semi-built in, so I removed it and bought a replacement. The replacement was however slightly too wide for the cavity.
In my wisdom I figured I could just cut the bottom half of the upright panel out and rest this on the top of the fridge to keep everything supported and square.
Outcomes the saw and I cut out the section in my way and the kitchen promptly collapsed and all fell to the left - apparently the end panel I cut the bottom off was the foundation for the rest.
It was botched up and we sold up shortly after - leaving the appliances in situ for the lucky new owners to deal with at some point.
Around 2004/5, as a 21/22 year old an older bloke I worked with needed to move some furniture down to Southampton from a friend of his somewhere a few hours away. He didn't have a driving license so I offered to do the driving of a Luton van for him. A van was duly hired, and we drove up to wherever it was. I don't think we had a sat nav it was that long ago.
Anyway, we found the road the house was on, which was accessed via one way road under a bridge. Heading under the bridge we heard an almighty bang. We came out the other-side of the bridge and tentatively took a look at the roof of the van, which had opened like a tin of sardines. It was also raining.
It was decided to load the furniture anyway and head home with our new "convertible" Luton van. On the way home we then got stuck in traffic and all the furniture got soaked from the rain. As you can imagine I was very popular with both my work colleague, his friend and the van rental company who then tried to get me to cough up for the damage, despite taking out insurance. Apparently the insurance didn't cover damage above head height! Many arguments ensued with them, my step dad taking on the cause and eventually they went away.
Fun times!
Anyway, we found the road the house was on, which was accessed via one way road under a bridge. Heading under the bridge we heard an almighty bang. We came out the other-side of the bridge and tentatively took a look at the roof of the van, which had opened like a tin of sardines. It was also raining.
It was decided to load the furniture anyway and head home with our new "convertible" Luton van. On the way home we then got stuck in traffic and all the furniture got soaked from the rain. As you can imagine I was very popular with both my work colleague, his friend and the van rental company who then tried to get me to cough up for the damage, despite taking out insurance. Apparently the insurance didn't cover damage above head height! Many arguments ensued with them, my step dad taking on the cause and eventually they went away.
Fun times!
I helped my BiL with sqeaky floorboards and stairs in their house using 2" screws. Finished the job, really pleased with our work standing there with my drill/driver like James Bond with his Walther PPK. Saw we had one screw left so I bent down on the landing and put it through a board, little did I know it went straight into the water pipe.
The following christmas I had a present from sister & BiL, it was the short length of pipe with the screw still in it that the plumber had to remove, wrapped up in a bow. Gits.
The following christmas I had a present from sister & BiL, it was the short length of pipe with the screw still in it that the plumber had to remove, wrapped up in a bow. Gits.
Fastchas said:
I helped my BiL with sqeaky floorboards and stairs in their house using 2" screws. Finished the job, really pleased with our work standing there with my drill/driver like James Bond with his Walther PPK. Saw we had one screw left so I bent down on the landing and put it through a board, little did I know it went straight into the water pipe.
The following christmas I had a present from sister & BiL, it was the short length of pipe with the screw still in it that the plumber had to remove, wrapped up in a bow. Gits.
The following christmas I had a present from sister & BiL, it was the short length of pipe with the screw still in it that the plumber had to remove, wrapped up in a bow. Gits.
My missus is selling her house so I offered to clean the decking.
To demonstrate the power of the jet wash I drew a comedy penis in the decking.
Despite now cleaning the decking you can see it, albeit much more blended in. Once seen it can’t be unseen.
I hope she doesn’t notice the comedy tits etched into the block paving out the front.
To demonstrate the power of the jet wash I drew a comedy penis in the decking.
Despite now cleaning the decking you can see it, albeit much more blended in. Once seen it can’t be unseen.
I hope she doesn’t notice the comedy tits etched into the block paving out the front.
Called round to see my mate in his new build house. Parked on the newly laid road outside and walked in through the front door, along the hall and sat on the sofa in the living room. The look of horror on his wife's face was the first clue something was wrong. My eyes were then drawn to the lovely pale blue carpet .... with the sightly less lovely tarry footprints all the way from the front door!
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