Badger Towers

Friday 12th March

Quickly! Off to B&Q, buy some paint!

Faced with three aisles consisting of nothing but paint I call my dad for advice.  “What’s an undercoat? What’s a primer? Do I want satin? Do I want gloss? Why would they make paint that needs more than one coat when they make paint that only needs one coat?”  Dad gives me some advice on painting window frames and we buy everything in the shop.

“A Whisper of Bullshit”

We try to buy a sander but they’re out of stock.  Paint stripper & sandpaper it is then.

At the house, Mrs Badger walks up the stairs balancing three pots of paint, but the top one falls off, splosh, all over the carpet.  Just as well we weren’t keeping it then.

She attacks the removed skirting boards with Nitro-Mors door stripper and a paintbrush. I ask if there’s any protective equipment she should be wearing. She says there isn’t and has a dig: “Oh Mr Health & Saftey” so I move to stripping the wallpaper with my scraper.  

The stripper does a great job and the paint comes right up. I’m impressed. Once again she’s just got on with it and not faffed about like me.

After all this solvent abuse we go for a pint at The Head of the River.

Found today:

A Bobbin

An S

A (French?) Battery

A Mysterious Warning from the Past