When it rains it pours, right? … I’m on a chair roll.

On  the weekend the sun was shining and Clive had tamed our garden jungle back to a lawn with some trees, and so with nice weather and somewhere to spray paint, I finally got around to repairing and painting the half finished and slightly broken kitchen chair that has been gracing our table for at least six months.

And Dad, you will be so proud of me!  Firstly, I had not just ONE but TWO drills on the go (both of which you gave me). And I pre-drilled a hole for the screw to reconnect the back of the chair that had unglued itself.  Then (and here’s the really proud moment) I got out a different drill part and made a bigger hole for the depth of about 5mm, and then ….I COUNTER SUNK THE SCREW.  I know – pretty professional huh?  Finally I used my second drill to drive my screw in.  

Following which I ruined our glorious?! lawn  with my spray painting … See?  Oops.  Never mind.  And, look, I know you can still see the screws, and I probably should have filled and sanded as well – but I decided to commit to celebrating the imperfections.

Handy home repair skills learned through osmosis.  It’s only taken 44 years for these lessons to sink in.  

Now I think maybe I should become a builder or something!