It must be some sort of exorcism.
No wonder rebooting always works
It must be some sort of exorcism.
And oh look, his house is for sale:
Man, who the Hell carpets their dining room, seriously?
OH NO!! IT MUST BE THE DEVIL PHOTOSHOPPING THE PICTURES SO THAT THE HOUSE WON'T SELL.
Which is the anti-demonic possession lotion?
I think you'll find most of the dining rooms in the UK carpeted.
That's because the English are a bunch of twats.
Well half of them have one anyway. A twat that is.
You'll find that most Americans don't carpet their living room because they're not fucking cunts who think things like "extreme table manners" make you hardcore.
You mean you still fling your chicken bones over your shoulders?
We find that vacuum cleaners work on carpets excellently well and tapping about on fake wood floors just makes you sound poor. Having fitted it in the hall and kitchen I can say that I truly loathe laminate 'wood' flooring. Its also freezing cold which when you have cat flaps and interesting gaps under the doors you find the comfort of carpet reassuring.
Mind, all the carpets need replacing, just waiting for the cats to die off (and I have a presentiment that my wife is waiting for me to die off also), before doing so.
If you have cat flaps and you're relying on carpet to protect you from the cold, then I shudder to think what your heating bill must be.
The wood floors in my home are real, thank you. :)
OK the one upstairs is laminate, but it was put in by the prior owners (very poorly, I'll add) and it most certainly coming up at the nearest opportunity.
It's only in recent years that homes in the UK have stopped being carpeted throughout; before it was "cool" to have wood everywhere it was a either a sign of poverty (can't afford carpets) or wealth (can afford decent flooring -- the floorboards in most houses are a bit nasty to look at), but in these days of nasty laminates it seems everyone's ditching their carpets, a practice I find rather odd.
Although wooden floors have their advantages -- they're more resistant to crud, and don't wear out in such a fatal way -- they're noisy, can get scuffed or gouged, need polishing to keep them looking nice, are cold if you walk about in bare feet, wreak havoc if you have a dog, and can be a bit dangerous if you're just wearing socks.
Which reminds me, I need to polish the floor in the back hallway.
Floorboards in a house built in the 60's take an awful lot of work to make them look presentible since they were never intended to be seen. Fitted carpets were the signifier of stepping up a class in the 60's, now laminates are becoming popular for some areas in the house but no matter how thick the boards it always tends to look naff very quickly.
I also loathe laying it more than anything.
Yesterdays DIY efforts with the door can be followed by clicking on the convenient name.
That's nothing. I had to rebuild my door from a broken one at 2 in the morning while it was 10F outside. It involved a brass plated steel plate, a series of bolts, two nuts, some washers, a screwdriver, and a LOT of elbow grease and cursing.
And the door leaks.
I've got a nice double-glazed 5-point locking front door that I paid some other fool to fit for me; from my experience with interior doors I didn't fancy the aggravation. (The last interior door I fitted was one of those "wooden frame with some sort of moulded MDF panels" deals, and when I cut out the hole for the bolt I also gouged a dirty great chunk out of one of the panels -- the frame was only about 1" thick, and when the drill bit went all the way through it sort of plunged inside the cavity and made a right mess. Luckily the door was for the airing cupboard and the gash was on the inside, otherwise I would have had to resort to buying another door.)
I hate DIY!
Wait.. you drilled the hole for the bolt from the outside of the doorframe towards the inside?
Oh are you talking about the hole for the knob/lockset?
I need to replace 3 interior doors at the house. 2 have huge holes in them (from the dogs?) and 1 has been cropped top and bottom (?????) so that there is an inch and a half of space between the frame and door on both ends.
It was the mortice hole I drilled and made a mess of. Stupid cheap door... (The frame was also too thin to hold all the screws for the plate for the handle -- only the two closest to the edge are actually secure, and the other two are mostly decorative. :)
I've noticed if you innocently ask the love of your life what DIY stands for a row begins. Granted she was trying to persuade me to put the book down and spend the weekend as an cowboy builder.
My front door needs to be removed, jam and all, and replaced.
At some point when I have money I'm just going to get a pre-hung door and be done with it.
It won't be today. It's 6F today (but will be 60F on Wednesday, you've got to love New England).
Carpets are gross. Better laminates, as an aside, cost more than carpet, so it's the guy who goes and springs for wall-to-wall that's the poorpoise.
Nonetheless, even better is real wood. I did a room with gorgeous dark hardwood, and I look admiringly at it every time I go in the room.
January 16th, 2006
My living room has a FANTASTIC honey-colored hardwood floor that's beautiful to look at. It is a bit cold but we just wear slippers.
The part of the floor in the back hall, for whatever reason, wasn't kept polished by the last owners (though they did the living room (???), so I need to take care of that soon before it becomes much more worn.
Well there's a slight caveat there. American carpets are gross, this is true because of the materials, the manufacture and the design. Traditional English Axminster and Wilton is a different thing entirely, even tufted carpet here is far superior.
Everything English is superior, especially Englishmen.
Well said. :)
Not everything, but in this case yes. That I used to work in the carpet trade and happen to live in what is still the centre of carpet weaving might have something to do with that opinion though.
Things we are bad at include salami and olives and building things in cities that meet the requirements of the inhabitants for more than 25 years. This might be a global fault but Japan and Korea seem immune.
There are probably a whole host of other things we are generically bad at, not many come to mind right now.
Coffee. You are stupendously bad at coffee.
Errr, that's purely from a point of ignorance. Unless you mean growing it, in which case yes.
We're not all stupendously bad at coffee, and in general we're probably better at coffe than Americans are at tea.
I've had coffee in London, Simon. More than once. You are stupendously bad at coffee.
You're also terrible at the meal of breakfast in toto.
"I've had coffee in London, Simon. More than once. You are stupendously bad at coffee."
Yes, because a couple of cups of coffee in London is obviously a valid measure of how the rest of the country does it. I had a nasty pizza in Boston once, so you must be hopeless at pizza. Fool!
"You're also terrible at the meal of breakfast in toto."
What? Sausages, bacon (proper bacon, not that weird crap you lot eat), fried egg, baked beans (and not those sugary pork-laden monstrosities that pass for baked beans in the US), fried mushrooms, fried bread, grilled tomatoes, a couple of slices of toast and Marmite, and a lovely cup of char is the One True Breakfast. And the nation who introduced the world to Cap'n Crunch and Lucky Charms (they're magically delicious my ass -- magically sugar laden, yes, but not what you want to be faced with first thing in thoe morning) is in no position to criticise anyone else's breakfasts...
I think you've just reneged all rights of taste. If you thought an English breakfast poor then you simply didn't have one, more likely you had some hotel substitute aimed at ignorant Americans.
London is not the entire country and not representative at all, though even I could find decent coffee made in the city. You just go to any cafe that doesn't have a recognisable name.
You ought to go to Bar Italia in Frith Street. Very nice coffee.
I'll admit large fried breakfasts do tend to be a bit of an acquired taste (which I have acquired) but they set you up for the day and help with a hangover...although in that case a bit of Lee & Perrins helps;-)
Mat - it was probably my tales of black pudding and bubble & squeak that put him off;-)
Oooh, boiled hæmatoma and fried mashed-up vegetables. Perfect for a winter morning...
Yum heated blood clot. And you're going to argue that American food is crap? :)
How about a tall stack of buttermilk pancakes, plenty of real Vermont Maple Syrup, some hashed browns done properly (not McDonald's crap), a few slices of Canadian bacon, a few strips of actual bacon, and a pair of breakfast sausages?
Add a couple of eggs over easy and some rye toast with butter and now you're talking.
HOW CAN YOU SAY NO TO PANCAKES? HEATHEN!!
Tis a mere paltry breakfast, Canadian bacon is like the discard orphan child of true bacon tiny slips of nothingness that are even worse if processed into roundels of wet texture.
Pancakes done properly aren't sweet. Now if you want to eat them with only butter sans syrup, that's your prerogative but I'll take no responsibility.