Categories: ramblings
Date: 09 September 2007 17:13:04
be hitting things with hammers.
The bathroom floor tiles have started to lift, and conversations I don't want to have with my boss include, but are not limited to:
"I'm going to be late for work."
"Why?"
"Hacked my foot open on a floor tile, can't walk, blood everywhere."
"Muppet."
"Yes."
So, a consultation with Rosadaddy and a trip to B&Q later, I have new floor tiles, a big lump hammer, (and, because this is me, obviously) a pair of safety goggles, a bolster with a safety guard (to stop you walloping your hand with the aforementioned hammer and breaking your thumb), and a pair of fingerless safety gloves. Fingerless because B&Q are sexist and sizeist, and the only other gloves they had on sale were Mens' Size Large. On me, Mens' Size Large translates into "this is possibly more dangerous than not wearing gloves at all, so let's not and say we did."
And the instructions in the Bumper Book of DIY For Girls are reassuringly clear and straightforward.
Onward!