The Last Screw

Another DIY victory to add to my ever growing list. Mum had her friendly neighbourhood gardener attach the two blocks of wood to the bench feet to raise it up so she could get on and off. She then decided she didn’t want the bench after all, but it was too high to sit on comfortably for anyone else. The blocks were attached with numerous long screws. Some came out. Some didn’t. Having learnt from my earlier tortuous experience fitting a new toilet seat (full story still to come), I knew the best way to remove the remaining screws was to saw them off. And (now I knew where it was) my trusty saw did the business right down until the last screw (it’s always the last screw). I just couldn’t cut the last screw! Of course! My trusty saw was a wood saw, not a hacksaw, and by now it could barely cut through butter (although it would certainly have melted butter, the blade was so hot). It was as blunt as the blocks I was trying to remove. New hacksaw (and a few days to rest up) later, a couple…