Comments on: Wax on, Wax off, (or the Trouble with T-cut) http://tbirdanni.blogsome.com/2007/03/27/wax-on-wax-off-or-the-trouble-with-t-cut/ The life and times of Anni, Duke and Aprilia Fri, 29 Aug 2008 23:24:29 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=1.5.1-alpha by: Administrator http://tbirdanni.blogsome.com/2007/03/27/wax-on-wax-off-or-the-trouble-with-t-cut/#comment-247 Tue, 27 Mar 2007 19:48:23 +0100 http://tbirdanni.blogsome.com/2007/03/27/wax-on-wax-off-or-the-trouble-with-t-cut/#comment-247 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 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

]]> by: jax http://tbirdanni.blogsome.com/2007/03/27/wax-on-wax-off-or-the-trouble-with-t-cut/#comment-244 Tue, 27 Mar 2007 19:37:04 +0100 http://tbirdanni.blogsome.com/2007/03/27/wax-on-wax-off-or-the-trouble-with-t-cut/#comment-244 comment's longer than the post... now you know why I don't like starting to clean the house! comment’s longer than the post…

now you know why I don’t like starting to clean the house!

]]> by: Tim http://tbirdanni.blogsome.com/2007/03/27/wax-on-wax-off-or-the-trouble-with-t-cut/#comment-243 Tue, 27 Mar 2007 19:33:46 +0100 http://tbirdanni.blogsome.com/2007/03/27/wax-on-wax-off-or-the-trouble-with-t-cut/#comment-243 '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... ‘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…

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