Saturday, 4 June 2011
What A Way To Spend A Weekend!
It's that time of the year when L starts going on about the need for us (read yours truly) to" freshen up" the house. Now there wouldn't be a problem if by "freshen up" she meant spray a bit of polish or Fabreeze about the place but in Ls vocabulary "freshen up" is a euphemism for painting.
If there is one thing I hate more than Tory party leaders getting all moralistic on us it must be painting. It has to be the worst thing this side of water boarding. I realise these things have to be done and due to the fact that I don't has shed loads of disposable income it is down to me, my complete lack of patience or skill with a paint brush to do it. So instead of sitting here moaning I really should be putting on the old denims and be making a start.
When searching Google for a suitable picture for this rant I found something really disturbing. Every picture where people were participating in this torturous pursuit the people were always smiling. Is there a world wide conspiracy trying to kid us on that DIY will make us happy? It certainly won't have this miserable git grinning like a half wit.
Wayne Walker - All I Can Do Is Cry