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A long weekend, traditional DIY time for the humble Brit, though most seem to have fled to the beaches this year as the hardware shops were pretty deserted. More space for me to play! And play I did, getting the bathroom ripped out to the concrete, speed-dried, and tanked with black rubber waterproofing paint. I wish I could take a photo of it, because it really is the Floorcovering Of The Sith, but it's so glossy and black that the camera makes no sense of it.

The rubber paint (and it's totally Mona Lisa Overdrive, it really is - it's turned a dusthole into a cleanroom) will take about two days to dry, then I can start laying the floor and get the bog back in. Bliss. I shall buy a copy of the Times and read it all to celebrate. I may even iron it.

That was all hard work like that requires decompression, so I started work on the pennyfakething. A mountainbike and and kiddy bike were procured from the tip, and the mountainbike was introduced to Mr Angle Grinder resulting in huge sprays of sparks and brutal decapitation. The plan got as far as MIG-welding the bits back together, at which point I remembered that I don't know how to weld. Bugger. Off to re-read the book! Memo to self: all parts need to be earthed or the weld only adheres to one side!

And just in case it's the yard of fluffy weeds that's turned me into Wheezor the Wheezarian, I demolished them. So the weeds are weeded, the cat is de-flead, the bathroom is a clean room. The wheeze can please to be fecking off now please.