Has
the bedroom been painted since my last post?
Hell, no!
It’s
been almost a fortnight since I returned from my pilgrimage to the hallowed
ground of Donington Park where I worshipped at the altar of the Metal God for 3
gloriously muddy days and it appears I left my DIY motivation stuck in the bog
along with my wellies.
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| Day 1 - look no mud |
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| Day 3 - look no grass |
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| Enjoying the Downpour Festival |
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| What happens when ginger cats go bad - Skindred |
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| Behemoth - what a scary bunch! |
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| Elvana - Kurt would have loved this lot |
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| Amon Amarth - can't beat a bit of viking metal |
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| Wow! Just look at all those pyros |
The
walls are getting far less (paint) coverage than Boris Johnson’s love
life. Wonder if he’s into rock bands?
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| Living The Dream - like me |
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| Myles Kennedy - my hero |
Download's faded away like a distant dream....
Back to reality. We’re
now sleeping in the equivalent of a Bedouin tent. Dust sheets festoon the windows in place of
roller blinds. Well I can’t have the
neighbours ogling my flabby bits as I get ready for beddy-byes, can I? I can’t find a single thing in this
topsy-turvy mess. It’s like being a teenager all over again – aahhrrr!
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| Stripping down the bedroom ready for painting |
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| No peeping |
Thirsty
coving has soaked up 2 coats of matt emulsion and already after one coat of white
paint the ceiling is looking miles better.
The hair line cracks I used to follow with my eyes before going to sleep
have completely disappeared thanks to an application of flexible filler. A coat of Polycell’s crack-free paint to top
it off and it’ll all look as good as Frogmore Cottage only cheaper.
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| Lovely white coving and ceiling |
At
least someone is getting the chance to enjoy the sunshine this summer.
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| Topping up the kitty tan |
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This is the life!
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