Polish, polish, polish.
Rub, rub, rub.
|Original French door lock, which had been painted cream, stripped back to its original finish.|
It's all I ever seem to hear around here lately.
|Kodak moment captured just before I went to bed.|
Until last night when at 10 o'clock in the evening, Jason was changing some plastic door knobs with some new brass ones.
I heard the faint sound of Jason muttering, "C'mon! You PRICK!" to the French door, as I drifted off to sleep.
|The new brass never looks as good as the aged stuff, but time will work its magic. |
This French door will need to be sanded and re-painted down the track.
Polish, polish, polish
Rub, rub, rub...
...will continue until further notice.