So, there I was, removing some polycarb sheeting from an angle iron frame,
just above head height. Nuts & bolts had been used, which were rusted to
buggery.

Out came the trusty angle grinder. First bolt, heated to red hot status due
to the attentions of the angle grinder, parted company from the frame.

With incredible accuracy it went right down the front of my bib & brace type
overalls. Due to a design fault with the overalls (and nothing to do with
my fondness for beer) it lodged roughly between pectorals & abdomen - a
sharp burning sensation caused me to dance about, flapping at my overalls in
a demented manor.

The relief at the red hot metallic object's movement was immediately
replaced by the fear about where it would next stop. This resulted in me
dancing about like a maniac grasping the crotch of said overalls.

Successfully avoiding the wedding tackle, the still very hot bolt managed to
travel down my right leg finally lodging itself in the top of my sock. This
involved me hopping about like a demented rabbit until it finally fell out.

The woman I was working for nearly wet herself laughing.

I might give up using angle grinders.............



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Dave
The Medway Handyman
www.medwayhandyman.co.uk
01634 717930
07850 597257

The Medway Handyman wrote:

So, there I was, removing some polycarb sheeting from an angle iron frame,
just above head height. Nuts & bolts had been used, which were rusted to
buggery.

Out came the trusty angle grinder. First bolt, heated to red hot status due
to the attentions of the angle grinder, parted company from the frame.

With incredible accuracy it went right down the front of my bib & brace type
overalls. Due to a design fault with the overalls (and nothing to do with
my fondness for beer) it lodged roughly between pectorals & abdomen - a
sharp burning sensation caused me to dance about, flapping at my overalls in
a demented manor.

The relief at the red hot metallic object's movement was immediately
replaced by the fear about where it would next stop. This resulted in me
dancing about like a maniac grasping the crotch of said overalls.

Successfully avoiding the wedding tackle, the still very hot bolt managed to
travel down my right leg finally lodging itself in the top of my sock. This
involved me hopping about like a demented rabbit until it finally fell out.

The woman I was working for nearly wet herself laughing.

I might give up using angle grinders.............

What ever you do, do not give them up. They can provide endless hours of
fun, for us readers :-)


Dave

ps How did you end up getting it down your sock? Slack elastic?

In article ,
The Medway Handyman wrote:
I might give up using angle grinders.............

Yup. A chain saw is so much more efficient at killing you. ;-)

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*Of course I'm against sin; I'm against anything that I'm too old to enjoy.

Dave Plowman London SW
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In message , Dave
writes
The Medway Handyman wrote:

So, there I was, removing some polycarb sheeting from an angle iron
frame, just above head height. Nuts & bolts had been used, which
were rusted to buggery.
Out came the trusty angle grinder. First bolt, heated to red hot
status due to the attentions of the angle grinder, parted company
from the frame.
With incredible accuracy it went right down the front of my bib &
brace type overalls. Due to a design fault with the overalls (and
nothing to do with my fondness for beer) it lodged roughly between
pectorals & abdomen - a sharp burning sensation caused me to dance
about, flapping at my overalls in a demented manor.
The relief at the red hot metallic object's movement was immediately
replaced by the fear about where it would next stop. This resulted in
me dancing about like a maniac grasping the crotch of said overalls.
Successfully avoiding the wedding tackle, the still very hot bolt
managed to travel down my right leg finally lodging itself in the top
of my sock. This involved me hopping about like a demented rabbit
until it finally fell out.
The woman I was working for nearly wet herself laughing.
I might give up using angle grinders.............

What ever you do, do not give them up. They can provide endless hours
of fun, for us readers :-)

Medway Handyman - Darwin Award (failed)



Dave

ps How did you end up getting it down your sock? Slack elastic?

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geoff

raden wrote:

What ever you do, do not give them up. They can provide endless hours
of fun, for us readers :-)

Medway Handyman - Darwin Award (failed)

I don't know.... removing ones ability to contribute to the gene pool by
melting ones gonads with hot metalwork (rusty nuts?) really ought to
qualify for an honourable mention!



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Cheers,

John.

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The Medway Handyman wrote:

The woman I was working for nearly wet herself laughing.

Well, I trust she paid you extra for the entertainment value.

I had a similar situation the other day while having a bonfire in the
garden, when I suddenly became aware of a sharp pain in the right
nipple, and at about the same time noticed wisps of smoke emanating from
the breast-pocket of my shirt...

David

Lobster wrote:

The Medway Handyman wrote:

The woman I was working for nearly wet herself laughing.

Well, I trust she paid you extra for the entertainment value.

Could be a new addition to the close quarter magic routine.... "watch
very closely, I will now make this red hot nut vanish before your eyes", ;-)


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John.

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John Rumm wrote:
Lobster wrote:

The Medway Handyman wrote:

The woman I was working for nearly wet herself laughing.

Well, I trust she paid you extra for the entertainment value.

Could be a new addition to the close quarter magic routine.... "watch
very closely, I will now make this red hot nut vanish before your eyes",
;-)

Or even all three of them...

David