Ah yes, I've always been one to toot my own horn, so obviously I called in a home-style magazine. Toot-toot!
Anyway, as always in our DIY exploits, RGH is the brains and the brawn, and I'm just the labourer who holds stuff. This particular day I was holding a large section of wood while RGH was screwing size 10 wood screws (and yes, ladies, in this instance size IS important) through it with his electric drill.
Unfortunately, when he inadvertently drilled said screw right through the wood I was holding, and then right through my index finger, all thoughts of "Fudging Futtocks" went right out of the window. And to add insult to injury (ha ha), he actually had to put the drill in reverse to get the bally (oh, there's another one!) thing out again!! Oh, what a laugh we had on the way to Casualty.
And that, Ladies and Gentlemen was the day that RGH screwed me to the wall, quite literally.
I've added fake blood to this picture for dramatic purposes - obviously it wouldn't have looked very good in the magazine, but it would have been just there! *Shudder*
This story is the start of a new feature I'm adding for padding while work is being undertaken on the monkeys made of knit :- The Geek Chronicles, in which I shall detail the mishaps of RGH, my Rather Geeky Husband. And believe me, there have been a few.
And please tune in tomorrow, for big new about this .....
The hairy monkey bag
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My much missed, and very refined mother in law used gto relate the tale of a time when she was driving my husband's counsin's children (hows that for convoluted) somewhere or other and was cut off by another car. "Oh bu**er" she said. "Oh bu**er" echoed a little voice from the back of the car. Gulp.
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