I was hoping that my DIY fun was finally coming to an end, but the nightmare continues. I'd really hoped that I could get back to normal, and maybe get my posting life back in order. But no. After the excitement of the Dirty Sanches team [1] finally coming to take down my living room ceiling today, I was delighted to chat to the decorator that the insurance co is sending round, and it became clear that he'd only been given instruction to paint the new ceiling, and down to the wallpaper border at about waist height. The wallpaper, border and woodwork wasn't on the work schedule. Unfortunately, as T "knew" that the whole room was getting decorated and wanted a dildo rail, muggins here has spent a couple of days ripping off the border and the top few inches of the wallpaper then installing a dildo. And just when I get ready to take a back-seat and let a professional get on and do some work for a few days, the dream is shattered. I get to take out the storage heater and rads, strip the remaining paper, prep the walls and wood, do all the glossing on the skirting, door frame, door, dildo and fireplace and then paint the wall up to the dildo. Then put the room back together. Arse. I suspect what posts there are over the next few days will be back to the recent incoherent norm. [1] OK, I don't think it was the Dirty Sanches team, but I would not have been totally surprised to have get home and find that they'd not been nailing their scrotums to my new worktops