The next time I see an Old English Sheepdog I’m going to bust him on the nose. That flippin’ Dulux paint (barely the consistency of single cream) weedled its way under my masking tape in n places, (where n is a large positive integer). You expect a bit of bleed here and there, but not that much. “Never mind,” I thought to myself,”take the rag away from your face, now ain’t the time for your tears.” (a few brownie points are available for anyone who can tell me who wrote those lines).
The offending leaks were largely onto the dark grey gloss, so out came my tiniest artists brush and the tin of grey paint. Cursing that mop top dog, I spent ages trying to steady my shaking hands as I touched up all the mini splodges and runs of cream paint. It’s a wonder I didn’t pass out, what with holding my breath most of the time. Then, just as I was about to finish the last plank I got demob happy and lost concentration. Dipping my brush in the grey paint I forgot to wipe off the excess paint and drawing the brush out of the can, ran a huge run of dark grey paint all over two yellow and white triangles. “Oh woe is me” I cried (or something which means the same but is somewhat less printable). Fortunately, being and old hand at painting mistakes, I knew what to do and quickly soaking a kitchen towel in white spirit I managed to wipe off the grey before it took hold. Phew!
So now the planks look like this:
a closer look:
All that’s left to do is the painting of the red diamonds in between the grey ones and to seal the bottom edge of each plank, which for no good reason I have so far neglected to do. In the words of my unfavourite American President, “It’s gonna be great”.
With luck I might have finished the painting by Sunday, then the dreaded assembly of the box will have to wait a few days. We’re off with Rick and Marilyn to darkest Kent on a mini break of our own devising. More about that when we get there. There may well be some boaty stuff.
Today i am mostly listening to Bix Beiderbeck an artist of whom I know little, but recommended to me by my friend Stephen and also by Ry Cooder who played some of his tunes on his “Jazz” album. It is very easy to like ( and I am known for being a bit picky over these things). If you have access to a streaming service give him a try.