So today I ended up with both legs in plaster. I am not joking. Both of ’em. Makes moving around quite inconvenient. Fortunately it was only because I was doing the A&E plastering course; and thus spent a day plastering bits of my colleagues. Tomorrow is the second day and I’m nervously looking forward to plastering arms.
I also had a plan; I thought I’d finally connect up my waste water plumbing, it is but one pipe afterall. This, however, failed to take account of the fact that B&Q, nutcase people that they are stock the part I need in 32, 34, 36 and 50 mm (in grey, the colour of my soil pipe) or in 40 and 50mm in black. I need 40. I am not going to put up with it being black because it really would look stupid. So.. tomorrow I shall be heading up to Wickes and see if they stock it.
That however zapped the last of my enthusiasm. One interesting thing though; I turned over the minor’s engine today, and I suspect I have some idea why it’s sick. There’s no-where near the compression there used to be when I first got it. Uh, so, yes.
