Had a pretty darn uneventul weekend! Friday night... drank beers and ate Micko's homemade smoked salmon and boccocini pizza - mmm mmmm. Felt very bored and restless (as did Micko), went to bed with the shits.
Got up... walked on the beach, came home and got stuck into painting the spare room. Got through the first coat on the 3 walls, finished the tin of paint and opened the 2nd tin to discover it was a completely different shade of white (more like grey really). This, unfortunately, is not the first time I've had this happen. The last time I bought paint exactly the same scenario unfolded. ARRGH! Had to drive the 50km's to Coffs to have them stand around scratching their heads trying to figure out what went wrong. Ummmm? Someone fucked up! Now get my fucking paint right this time wankers!
Saturday night I got stuck into the Vodka and Red Bull. In fact, I drank so much Red Bull I almost shat myself - literally (happens more than I'd care to admit - perhaps another blog entry a little further down the track). Was totally wired and listening to Radio Grunge into the wee hours of this morning (which was my savior throughout the weekend).
Sunday... got up, walked on the beach, had a lovely swim then came back to get stuck into the feature wall - I'll post some shots tomorrow when we finished it completely. Who'd have thunk it would take the full day to do just the one fucking wall? That's what you get when you go a really bright, dark colour and couple it up with a nice light shade of Berkingshire white! Messy, messy, messy!
Also been getting uncharacteristically crafty... not sure if I'll post the end results - will likely look embarrassingly povo and cliche.
And that's the wrap up from the markets.
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