Paint Misbehavin'

Tum de tum... I've been painting (of the decorating variety), which is something I tend to enjoy. I had to walk away after - on the final coat of the door, with the end in sight - I thought I'd try one of those mini-rollers, to speed up the application (a smidge tricky in this heat).

The roller shed like Dougal, all over the what-had-been-pristine door.

Like I said, I walked away. Washed and tidied. I shall lose myself in words for a few hours, and see what's salvagable later.



I admit I may be prone to exaggeration at times, but if I'd rubbed one of the kitties over the wet paint, it couldn't be worse...