The Blindfold, the Sawdust and the Mug of Tea

Today involved leaping into action, not easy when it is freezing cold outside, but I managed it sort of. I was then transported to another location having been blindfolded by dad who said it was a request by members of the family who were worried I might go and visit them on my own if I knew where the lived.  Normally I might complain about this but as they are close relatives I guess it is OK? Once there I was pointed at a large hole, no not in the ground but in a row of kitchen units and was told I was the ideal person to build two shelves to support loads of stuff and that I did not need to worry to much about the quality of it as long as it was perfect, and blended in like part of the original kitchen. I was then told I could take as long as I like as long as it was finished before it got dark and that I would not be allowed any food or drink until it was done, and I had been blindfolded again and returned home.  But as I have said they are close relatives so its OK.

As it happened it was rather a big task so I was very busy and made huge clouds of sawdust as I cut all the bits of wood up to fit into the space, dad who was watching me work as he chatted to the family said when I have mastered woodwork like he did many moons ago I will be able to do all this without creating huge mounds of sawdust but he said on this occasion he would let me off as he had forgotten to remove the blindfold.  I must admit it was much easier without the blindfold but I thought it might be like one of those military things where they have to take their guns apart in the dark and then reassemble it only to discover they have accidently shot everyone, I’m sure making shelves blindfolded in harder..

I did ask dad if he had remembered the spirit level but he said I could have a glass of wine when I was older but I would have to make do with a mug of tea for now, a mug of tea is not the most accurate spirit level in the world but sort of works OK, but you then end up with a mug of tea full of sawdust, lumpy tea is not all that nice. . . . .YUCK

Finally about five o’clock I finished the job; was then blindfolded and brought home by dad so I could eat food, I was hoping to see Miss E while I was there but she remained hidden under a duvet and refused to come out saying it was noisy and the world was full of sawdust, apparently she has created a new world under her duvet and has proclaimed herself queen and has not been seen as such for three days.  So that’s it another busy day of useful work, this half term is terrible so far I appear to have done nothing but be useful and productive, and my diary is turning into an IDIOTS guide to DIY . . . . . . . I don’t think Steven Spielberg is going to make a DIY movie about shelves and muddy holes yet……  

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