Wax on, Wax off, (or the Trouble with T-cut)
Dad reconed that the remaining oil would come off with a bit of wax so I tried it on the bonnet only to find pretty quickly that it didn’t. Lucky I bought the T-cut too then really!
Of course, the trouble with T-cut is that once you start, you notice how dull the rest of the paintwork looks in relation to the bit you’ve done, so you need to do the next panel…. and the next…. I did draw the line at doing the roof though, I cna’t see up there so I don’t care what it looks like!
But once you have used the T-cut you then need to polish it to protect that lovely fresh layer of paint you have just exposed to the outside world…..
And then, if you are anything like me and get wax on the black bits you then need to get the Back to Black out to clean it all off. At which point you notice that the other black bits you didn’t get polish on don’t look terribly black now compared to the bits you’ve just done 
and just when you think you are done the sun glints off your windows and you realise that now you have a car with paintwork like it just came out of the showroom and windows like you just drove off a showground 
but I figured if I did them then everyone would be able to see how messy the inside of the car was 
and besides, if I make it look too clean it will make the house look tatty 
‘Twas on a Monday morning the gas man came to call.
The gas tap wouldn’t turn - I wasn’t getting gas at all.
He tore out all the skirting boards to try and find the main
And I had to call a carpenter to put them back again.
Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.
‘Twas on a Tuesday morning the carpenter came round.
He hammered and he chiselled and he said:
“Look what I’ve found: your joists are full of dry rot
But I’ll put them all to rights”.
Then he nailed right through a cable and out went all the lights!
Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.
‘Twas on a Wednesday morning the electrician came.
He called me Mr. Sanderson, which isn’t quite the name.
He couldn’t reach the fuse box without standing on the bin
And his foot went through a window so I called the glazier in.
Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.
‘Twas on a Thursday morning the glazier came round
With his blow torch and his putty and his merry glazier’s song.
He put another pane in - it took no time at all
But I had to get a painter in to come and paint the wall.
Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.
‘Twas on a Friday morning the painter made a start.
With undercoats and overcoats he painted every part:
Every nook and every cranny - but I found when he was gone
He’d painted over the gas tap and I couldn’t turn it on!
Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.
On Saturday and Sunday they do no work at all;
So ’twas on a Monday morning that the gasman came to call…
Comment by Tim — March 27, 2007 @ 7:33 pm
comment’s longer than the post…
now you know why I don’t like starting to clean the house!
Comment by jax — March 27, 2007 @ 7:37 pm
You know, I did think about that song as I was looking at the state of the car windows…
And Jax, yes, that’s why my house is in a state too - not helped by having pulled out all my stashes the other day trying to find some chunky yarns for Aprilia then decided not to just shove it back in but to sort it out properly…. so now I can’t use my dining table any more…. sigh
Comment by Administrator — March 27, 2007 @ 7:48 pm