What "man jobs" have you done today?

Log burner flue was leaking rainwater. Turns out the roofers who re-insulated and covered the flat roof, forgot to re-silicon the storm collar.

So I've just been out on the roof, slackened it off, squeezed silicone in the gap, tightened, and put a strip around the join. Hopefully does the trick.
 
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Attention has turned from everything kitchen-reno whilst we wait for kitchen to arrive and focus on our and baby's bedrooms upstairs ahead of new carpet at the end of July.

So yesterday evening I started to break apart the 10 year old cast iron rad I picked up from marketplace for £50, luckily it's from the same manufacturer that we've purchased new rads for the kitchen from so is identical in design. Perhaps unnecessary but rather than have to tend to it in a few years and also do a decent job repainting it, I've decided to break it in to sections and replace all the seals.

As you can imagine most of the couplings are well rusted internally! They're not greased on assembly so takes quite a bit of torque and swearing to get them to crack but it's quite satisfying when they finally do :D

This is only about 100KG / 12 sections but had to add extra weight on top to stop it lifting and rotating.

I have a nice curve to my breaker bar now too :eek:

Planning to either strip it completely with wire wheel attachment on grinder or just key it back and then prime. We have a few new rads that we've sprayed white ourselves and spec white primer at point of purchase. This has black primer and white paint which has equalled a blue tinge.

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Also fitted the light I purchased before we'd even exchanged over a year ago, sat in a box in the dinning from since we moved in. Looks great with Hue bulbs.

Finally painted and fitted the bargain cast-rad that I refurbed. (Initially white we decided to match the wall colour, involving breaking down in to sections and rebuilding for the second time :o )

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Nursery rad fitted too. Don't think I could have set the pipes any closer together without causing a real headache.

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Also took 3 sections out of the boot-room rad I refurbed too, as it was excessively large and piped it up etc.

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Useful to have heating again with baby due in about 3 weeks and a cold snap.
 
This will sound mad, but due to the amount of fibreglass chippings on the drive I used a cordless vacuum sweeper on the drive and it picked up most of the mess. I tried a brush at first but the wind blew the bits about.
 
This will sound mad, but due to the amount of fibreglass chippings on the drive I used a cordless vacuum sweeper on the drive and it picked up most of the mess. I tried a brush at first but the wind blew the bits about.
If you were one of my **** neighbours you'd have left it all to the wind to do its job
 
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Wife locked us out of the front door yesterday morning (key left on the inside euro-cylinder, which prevents opening from the outside). Did the school run, then looked in the car to see what tools I had:
1. Gerber Multi-tool
2. Tyre levers (wheelchair)
3. Spudgers (wheelchair)
4. Rubber Mallet (Pop-up tent & picnic blanket)
5. Windscreen squeegee
6. Chuckit Ball-launcher.

Sadly a complete absence of any sort of lock-picking tools...

Skinny-wristed Wife tried to pull the inside door handle down through the letterbox using the squeegee, but couldn't quite get the angle, so I climbed over the back garden wall (forgetting the garden is about 3ft lower than the street level!), got my shorts caught on a protruding nail and pulled the fence panel down, bust my dodgy knees with a "graceful landing" into a freshly laid dog-egg, then realised I'd forgotten the Gerber...

Wife threw it over the wall before I had a chance to step clear, so I now have a minor dent in my skull...

Back door key was in the exact same situation as the front door.

Waited 15 minutes for my Dad to arrive with a drill and a hacksaw. Took the hacksaw to the Amazon Basics bike chain locking our ladders "securely" - (about 2 minutes to cut through).

Put the ladder up by our large bedroom window, which thankfully was open. Climbed up in my socks due to the aforementioned dog-egg on my trainer...

Stood on the PVC ledge, just as I remembered that it's held in place with grip-fill and nothing else, then managed to levitate back onto the ladder as it gave way...

Fell through the window, pulling the curtains with me (including the pole AND fixings).

...then hobbled downstairs to remove the Wife's keys from the front door.

I've been in bed recovering with Pregabalin & an ice-pack since.
 
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Wife locked us out of the front door yesterday morning (key left on the inside euro-cylinder, which prevents opening from the outside). Did the school run, then looked in the car to see what tools I had:
1. Gerber Multi-tool
2. Tyre levers (wheelchair)
3. Spudgers (wheelchair)
4. Rubber Mallet (Pop-up tent & picnic blanket)
5. Windscreen squeegee
6. Chuckit Ball-launcher.

Sadly a complete absence of any sort of lock-picking tools...

Skinny-wristed Wife tried to pull the inside door handle down through the letterbox using the squeegee, but couldn't quite get the angle, so I climbed over the back garden wall (forgetting the garden is about 3ft lower than the street level!), got my shorts caught on a protruding nail and pulled the fence panel down, bust my dodgy knees with a "graceful landing" into a freshly laid dog-egg, then realised I'd forgotten the Gerber...

Wife through it over the wall before I had a chance to step clear, so I now have a minor dent in my skull...

Back door key was in the exact same situation as the front door.

Waited 15 minutes for my Dad to arrive with a drill and a hacksaw. Took the hacksaw to the Amazon Basics bike chain locking our ladders "securely" - (about 2 minutes to cut through).

Put the ladder in by our large bedroom window, which thankfully was open. Climbed up in my socks due to the aforementioned dog-egg on my trainer...

Stood on the PVC ledge, just as I remembered that it's held in place with grip-fill and nothing else, then managed to levitate back onto the ladder as it gave way...

Fell through the window, pulling the curtains with me (including the pole AND fixings).

...then hobbled downstairs to remove the Wife's keys from the front door.

I've been in bed recovering with Pregabalin & an ice-pack since.

Contact Netflix and tell them you want Leslie Nielsen to play your role :D
 
Wife locked us out of the front door yesterday morning (key left on the inside euro-cylinder, which prevents opening from the outside). Did the school run, then looked in the car to see what tools I had:
1. Gerber Multi-tool
2. Tyre levers (wheelchair)
3. Spudgers (wheelchair)
4. Rubber Mallet (Pop-up tent & picnic blanket)
5. Windscreen squeegee
6. Chuckit Ball-launcher.

Sadly a complete absence of any sort of lock-picking tools...

Skinny-wristed Wife tried to pull the inside door handle down through the letterbox using the squeegee, but couldn't quite get the angle, so I climbed over the back garden wall (forgetting the garden is about 3ft lower than the street level!), got my shorts caught on a protruding nail and pulled the fence panel down, bust my dodgy knees with a "graceful landing" into a freshly laid dog-egg, then realised I'd forgotten the Gerber...

Wife through it over the wall before I had a chance to step clear, so I now have a minor dent in my skull...

Back door key was in the exact same situation as the front door.

Waited 15 minutes for my Dad to arrive with a drill and a hacksaw. Took the hacksaw to the Amazon Basics bike chain locking our ladders "securely" - (about 2 minutes to cut through).

Put the ladder in by our large bedroom window, which thankfully was open. Climbed up in my socks due to the aforementioned dog-egg on my trainer...

Stood on the PVC ledge, just as I remembered that it's held in place with grip-fill and nothing else, then managed to levitate back onto the ladder as it gave way...

Fell through the window, pulling the curtains with me (including the pole AND fixings).

...then hobbled downstairs to remove the Wife's keys from the front door.

I've been in bed recovering with Pregabalin & an ice-pack since.

And, of course, it would all have been your fault for "distracting her" or something as you were leaving the house :p
 
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