D.I.Y.

Oh yeah! How manly did I feel loading up a full trolley with power tools and wood at B&Q? It was twice its normal length as strips of pine dangled dangerously out of its front, small children were called to their parents as I made my way over to the checkouts! I now own a workmate, a jigsaw, a cordless drill, a planer, a huge set square and many other exciting bits and bobs. What is it with men and DIY, or is this an outdated notion??

Anyway, nevermind that stereotype. I was more worried about the stereotype of men of our family being utterly useless at such malarky. For ideas of my nightmares, refer to the hilarious DIY story in Stuart McLean's Vinyl Cafe Unplugged. For all of this strutting about was in aid of making myself some shelving for my whisky collection, and two weekends later, my spirit-level tells me that it all seems to have gone to plan! I've even dared put my whisky on it!

I just feel sorry for the Sonia who was naively trying to get some work done while all this was going on!

Oh yeah, plane that wood!

The finished work as modelled by Sonia: