"What else can go wrong ?" I texted my wife after a chain of disasters today. I should not have written that should I ?
The plan was to do some household stuff, then fit a flexible rail shower curtain 'booth' in the 'shipyard' for use with the new airbrush. Surely not a lot to go wrong, fitting is a doddle. Screw fittings to ceiling, clip on rail, slide on curtain hooks.
I cleared the workbench, and slid the half completed new boat under the wall mounted bookcase at the end of the bench for safety.
Next I put the kettle on, then went out to the garage for my power screwdriver, not normally a shipyard tool. Coming back in, the Yale type key snapped off in the back door. Whilst trying toi extract the stub of the key with tiny pliers I omitted to notice I had put the wrong burner on the cooker, so instead of a whistling kettle there was a nasty smell of burning frying pan and more smoke than a cheap ESC waving goodbye.
That's when I texted her, promising to buy her a new frying pan and plastic fish slice. I deeply regret having tempting fate with that particular phrase at the end of my apology.
Suddenly it got much worseI was just clipping the curtain rail to the ceiling fittings when the previously ultra secure bookcase decided to shed its heavy duty cavity wall fixings and collapse, complete with my collection of rather heavy reference manuals and books. As the whole lot when into gravitational collapse it flashed through my mind - too late - what I had slid underneath for 'safety' - My boat !
I have quite a bit of damage to repair. It took the full brunt, stoving in part of the main deck. I now know how sick parrots feel.
