Had the worst DIY disaster ever today 
I'm sure maybe a few of you have been in this situation at least once.
There i was, eager to go with a few finishing touches to the exterior of the extension i have been building. unfortunately the weather prevented me from doing what i had planned so i thought i would do a little painting inside.
The radio was blasting out cheery songs and i soon got into the swing of things. After an hour or two i grew a thirst as so many of us do. I remembered i had 1 ice cold can of my favorite tipple left in the fridge. In addition, my friendly landlord gave me one of those lovely glasses with the thing in the bottom to make it FIZZ.
I poured the said LAST can into the lovely new glass and sat it on a tin of paint to breath whilst i finished painting the door. I turned with a tin of paint in my hand and caught the glass
needless to say the glass fell to the floor breaking in several pieces and spilling the contents. I looked up to see my wife laughing at me
A sad day for the poor guy who brewed that fine beer for me only for it to be waisted....
Oh well, sent the wife out to get some more. That will teach her laughing at me
I'm sure maybe a few of you have been in this situation at least once.
There i was, eager to go with a few finishing touches to the exterior of the extension i have been building. unfortunately the weather prevented me from doing what i had planned so i thought i would do a little painting inside.
The radio was blasting out cheery songs and i soon got into the swing of things. After an hour or two i grew a thirst as so many of us do. I remembered i had 1 ice cold can of my favorite tipple left in the fridge. In addition, my friendly landlord gave me one of those lovely glasses with the thing in the bottom to make it FIZZ.
I poured the said LAST can into the lovely new glass and sat it on a tin of paint to breath whilst i finished painting the door. I turned with a tin of paint in my hand and caught the glass
needless to say the glass fell to the floor breaking in several pieces and spilling the contents. I looked up to see my wife laughing at me
A sad day for the poor guy who brewed that fine beer for me only for it to be waisted....
Oh well, sent the wife out to get some more. That will teach her laughing at me
