shedman cometh

[perlmonger]

I'm celebrating tree-nailing weekend with a belt sander, hired for removing paint, assorted detritus and Pepper's embedded pee (it's a bit like embedded journalists, but with more integrity) from the stairs.

I've done the easy bit thus far - upstairs landing and the half-landing - and we've decided on inspection of the newly virginal floorboards to wax rather than varnish them; it feels better and, perhaps more to the point, avoids the horrors of trying to varnish stairs in a household run by nine cats.

Hot, dusty (even enmasked) and tedious work, and I'm really not looking forward to doing the stairs, particularly as a fair chunk thereof will have to be done with the orbital sander, with abrasive sheets that last approximately sparrow fart time. I'm currently pondering cutting one of the belt sander's belts to size - they're cloth backed and tough (and 40, as opposed to 60, grade) and in the general scheme of things, losing the dust-collection holes really isn't going to make an awful lot of difference.

In other news, kalunina, ramtops's entirely mad and wonderful daughter is staying with us for the weekend, which is nice. Perhaps we'll be able to persuade her to violate the hitherto unblemished void that is her LJ :)

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I was in the audience this week! Along with Liz, who'd got the tickets. Her answer to the audience questionaire got read out in the studio but not used on air, for some strange reason.

What fictional character do you most wish was real: Scooby Doo
Why: So he could replace David Blunket's guide dog ("And I'd have got away with it if it wasn't for those pesky immigrants").