this could be heaven for everyone
Karma struck again - yesterday we rip the piss out of Patrick...today I manage to lose £300 worth of stainless. So added to the £600 I knackered the other week, I'm doing really well. (I didn't cut this lot up wrong, I signed it in on a delivery when it didn't actually come in. Ooops. Had a big face-off with my boss about it, he sulked for a while, then he got over it because he needed me to do him a favour.)
This is my bench from the opposite angle ... and the two top stringers of my stair. See how they now have cleats for the treads on? My three rolls of polishing tape are sitting on my vice in the foreground, my lovely green flash curtains frame either side of the pic, and lots of tat sits about at the back.
Tonight's Ashes was once again superb. I'm really loving the mix of weirdness/policing/characters. Of course there could be more Ray - there could always be more Ray - and he was very veryin love possessive of Chris this week. I can't believe there are only 2 left though. Gutted. Also, the fanficcer in me pounced on the fact that Chris has a niece - awww, Uncle Chris!!
Although on the plus side, Deano told me he'd be my bitch today. So now I address him as Bitch, or Bitch-Boy. He does need a firm hand or he never buckles down and cracks on with his tasks. And we're only doing it for his benefit - that's what we tell ourselves anyway.
This is my bench from the opposite angle ... and the two top stringers of my stair. See how they now have cleats for the treads on? My three rolls of polishing tape are sitting on my vice in the foreground, my lovely green flash curtains frame either side of the pic, and lots of tat sits about at the back.
Tonight's Ashes was once again superb. I'm really loving the mix of weirdness/policing/characters. Of course there could be more Ray - there could always be more Ray - and he was very very
Although on the plus side, Deano told me he'd be my bitch today. So now I address him as Bitch, or Bitch-Boy. He does need a firm hand or he never buckles down and cracks on with his tasks. And we're only doing it for his benefit - that's what we tell ourselves anyway.