Today I am Dan's beautiful assistant as he lays the bathroom floor. Sporting my tool belt and a pencil behind the ear.I have remembered one of the really good things about DIY - you get to go either to a cafe for fried foods, the pub for a bitter shandy or the shop for biscuits. HOORAY! Get that floor done sonny.
Also we were in a certain unnamed seaside resort (answers on a saucy postcard) one evening and we saw a young women dressed in nothing but a pair of Uggs, a tool belt and a hi-vis jacket. None of her friends were in fancy dress though. How does that happen?