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DIY Disasters

As part of our guide to good DIY we start with ...


DIY DISASTERS!


The perils of the unprepared, their toolbox and that little job they've decided to do…

DIY-ers risk wealth, health and happiness every time they grab a tool and decide to 'save money' doing it for themselves. Take 'Kevin' (names changed to protect the terminally unlucky) who happily drilled a three inch screw through a radiator feed pipe while fitting a wardrobe.

Kevin didn't notice his mistake until 'drip drip drip' interrupted the family's enjoyment of the 'X Factor'. Ironic that, as the pro's x-factor was the one thing missing from Kevin's tool box.

Fortunately, DU.IT 's  Steve has it in spades. Kevin got him round and he'd drained the system, pulled up floorboards, fixed the pipe and had the whole place spick'n'span quicker than Simon Cowell can destroy a wannabes' self-esteem. Funny that; Kevin looked just like one of Cowell's victims when Steve mentioned DU.IT could've done the whole wardrobe installation for less than the repair bill alone.

Kevin suffered a wounded ego and a couple of nights in the spare room. 'John' wasn't as lucky. Offered a few quid to roof a mate's shed with felt, he pocketed the £50 and went straight to work. Merrily whistling his way up to the shed roof, John immediately slipped and fell when he got there. His descent was less merry, much faster and extremely painful thanks to his newly mangled foot. Still, he'd been paid him up front, so with gritted teeth he soldiered on and did the job.

Once home, his eagle-eyed wife saw John's limp and ordered his shoe off. A bruised, swollen mess where his foot should be had them hopping to A&E. The result? Three broken toes. Then his mate called. He wanted to know why John had put the felt on the wrong way up. "Fix it in the morning, it's going to rain in the afternoon", demanded his mate.

Could've been worse. In 'Pete's' case it was. He tried to remove a 25mm auger from his cordless holding the bit instead of the chuck. 'Click' went the trigger. 'Splat!' went pieces of palm, his palm, as it redecorated Pete's garage. The horror show made him sick, faint and fall over, knocking himself unconscious.

That was rather serious and not a laughing matter, so let's laugh at 'Rick's mishap instead! Rick was answering nature's loudest call in his home's smallest room. Mid movement, so to speak, he noticed a leak where the pipe enters the cistern and, handily enough, a tube of sealant ideal for fixing leaky cistern pipes. The inevitable ensued. And a good job he made of it too. Who says men can't multitask?

Both jobbies done, Rick got some toilet roll. It soon became abundantly clear the sealant was no ordinary stuff. It was the mother of all sealants, the kind of thing nature would use should sub atomic particles start leaking from another dimension into ours. And he'd one hand covered in it.

One hand quickly became two and a toilet roll covered in it. I'll go no further. Thankfully neither did Rick. Sealing up the tradesmen's' entrance with super-sealant doesn't bear thinking about, unless you wish to become the proud owner of the world's only uni-buttock.

So a word to the wise: next time you want to save money, impress your partner or just want a hobby, join a golf club and call DU.IT on 0800 612 9593, or visit www.DUIT.co.uk, and let us do your home improvements instead.