Artificial Inspiration gave me nice poster today! I feel all validated.
A couple of friendly painters put up scaffolding outside my house yesterday. It’s odd, because my house isn’t big, I’m sure a ladder would have been fine, but maybe it’s safer this way. I offered tea, but they didn’t want it.
Then today they were burning off the old paint from the side of the house with a blow torch. I’ve not heard of this method before, is it normal? Anyway, I’d been in about an hour when the doorbell rang. One of the friendly painters was at the door with a sheepish grin hiding behind his curly beard.
‘Hello, I’m sorry to bother you, but I just need to have a look at your window from the inside. You see, I think it’s on fire.’ He didn’t seem in a huge rush, so we trundled up to my flat chatting about the patchy weather.
He was right, it was on fire. Wisps of smoke were wafting across the lounge. Apparently a bit of fluff inside the window had caught alight. I got him a glass of water to put it out. He poured the water over the sill, thanked me politely and went back outside to pick up his blow torch. He still didn’t want a cup of tea.
Word of the day (one of the finest ever): ucalegon – neighbour whose house is on fire.
I’ve never been able to use this word in real life, but today I’m proud to have given my neighbour the opportunity.
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When I read your squibblings I thought that word ucalegon was gobblefunk, and you had been crodsquinkled, but it really is a word! Thanks for using it, it’s quite whoopsy whiffling.
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Woah! What?? >googles< THERE'S A ROALD DAHL DICTIONARY! Woohoo! 😀
You my dear heart, are delumptious!
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{{{giggles}}} and blushes
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Blimey! Be careful I hope it hasn’t left a hole in your window frame – it will let the cold in. Get some putty. Remember putty? My Dad held all our windows together with putty when I was little…
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Ah putty, always liked putty. 🙂 Having checked the window, it’s all fine. The frames are sort of falling apart, so there are many natural gaps and he must have caught the fluff through one of them. In my room I’ve used a variety of sealants to plug the holes, but never got around to it in the lounge.
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Maybe they’re the painters from hell.
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They were very polite if so. But maybe demons ARE polite and just have bad press.
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Perhaps these were painters who ‘hello’?
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Quite an imagination, I must say! Do you think Hell gets repainting done? Must be a hell of a cost since with the temperature, the paint would melt right away and thinner would catch fire… 😋
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I like the way you’ve thought this through practically, you could run a successful business in Hell with those planning skills!
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😋😋😋 future planning
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OMG…………..Did you get that effing blanket out of the kitchen cupboard??
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Chill! All is fine! 😉
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YAY!!!
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