FROM DIY DISASTERS TO CHICKEN COOP CALAMITIES; THE HOT 91 TEAM SHARE THE TIMES THEY HAVE TRIED TO DO THEIR OWN BLOCK-INSPIRED RENOVATIONS
The Block is without a doubt my favourite reality TV series!
I love everything about it from Scotty Cam yelling “Tools down” to the unrealistic time frames they give contestants to complete structural work.
The question I have is, if a show about doing renovations is my favourite, why am I so rubbish at building stuff ? I remember purchasing a TV unit from Ikea and had to build it three times before it was sort of correct. Actually, I lie, it never turned out to be correct. You see there was one piece that kept on facing the wrong way and by the third time of building this one TV unit, I became so frustrated with this one piece that I just painted it to match the front. My actual DIY disaster comes in the form of a chicken coop. I found some free chickens on Gumtree and decided to pick them up. So I had to quickly whip up a coop. Some would say that in this case I counted my chickens before they hatched, excuse the pun.
So I grabbed some chicken wire, an old door and some wood and began putting together something that resembled a chicken cage. It didn’t.
OK, it was no Cluckingham Palace, but it did the job; actually it didn’t.
The chickens escaped. So from now on I just have to make enough money to pay for people to do the handy work around our house because according to my wife, I’m not allowed to. My wife has pulled a Scotty Cam on me and told me to put ‘tools down’ indefinitely.
Much to my dad’s disappointment, I’m sure, I have never possessed any manual skills. A diesel fitter by trade, the old man can fix anything. This trait has seemingly passed onto my brothers and sisters, but sadly not to me. A trip to Bunnings causes me anxiety and when it comes to fixing a tap or installing a dishwasher my emasculation is complete when my 13-year-old daughter’s skills surpass my own.
When I bought my first house, I like most bulletproof 20-somethings thought ‘why not buy a fixer-upper, do your own renos and reap the reward?’. This was my awakening to just how bad my manual skills really were. In attempting to knock down a wall I cut power to our house for three days. In chipping up bathroom tiles I lacerated my foot requiring 13 stitches and in removing the roller door to the garage I managed to smash a downpipe, pull 3m of eaves and roof from its fascia, cause $1800 of damage to my Honda CRV and destroy the roller door itself. Needless to say a visit to IKEA for me is akin to Clive Palmer visiting a North Queensland mine camp kitchen on Vegan Wednesday. The thought sends chills through my core. Allen keys, flatpacks and impossible to read instruction sheets are not a few of my favourite things.
I admire greatly those who possess these skills and it is a timely reminder that we all have our gifts and it takes all sorts to make this big wheel turn. Of course I only assume this cause I actually have no idea how the wheel turns or how to fix it if it stops.
Now that The Block is back on our TV screens, I don’t know about you, but I’ve been inspired!
We’re talking about DIY disasters and I’m currently struggling my way through a DIY project that involves the wedding. I’m getting married on September 27 and I’m super excited. The only problem is, I can’t for the life of me put together a flower girl basket. Not only do I have to make one flower girl basket, but two! Our two little nieces are going to make the cutest flower girls, but I can’t have them carrying a crappy looking basket. It’s taken me three goes to get this right. First time I went to Spotlight, I got two baskets that cost me an arm and a leg then, got the flower twirling wire with some bright green foliage and a cute big rose for each of the baskets. While I was making the basket, I realised that the basket was too large and it was double handled so that’s not going to work as well as I had hoped. The second time, I thought OK, let’s get a basket that is a little more manageable, so I did. Picked up two more baskets, this time at Lincraft, for $2.50, you beauty!
I’ve twirled the green foliage through the baskets and now it looks like it’s been hit with the weed whacker. There’s bits of green missing out of the design, and now it looks like I’m going to have to get my grandmother to finish the job. When it comes to cooking and making things crafty, it’s just not my skill-set. On that note, I’m off to nan’s house for scones and jam, while she helps me finish the job on these silly little baskets.