Die Cut Card & The Wrong House!
Here’s another bright offering using some XCut dies that are all different shaped and sized leaves. I’ve die cut them in a circle- pencilling out where I was to cut them after measuring roughly with a leaf die. I added a riot of coloured leaves and added my ubiquitous white ‘stitching’. Once your leaves are die cut, the card is fairly quick- just cluster up and bob’s your uncle!
Love that silly phrase- wonder where it originated from. There are plenty of other little mysteries in life and today threw up another one.
The wrong house sounds like an alternative title for a Nick Park film and occasionally I feel like I’m actually in someone else’s sketch or ‘you’ve been framed’!
We pulled up to our house this morning after a meeting at school ( & having dropped off a combination of cross, reluctant and sad kids to their respective schools).
We noticed two men outside our house. One was, in fact up a ladder.
In the area we live in, it pays to be a little on your guard.
At first I thought he was painting the neighbours house and using our drive for access.
Upon closer inspection it was clear that the man up the ladder was actually fiddling with our gutters whilst the other overall clad man was watching.
The one on the ground turned and saw my somewhat shocked face. He grinned and gesticulated ‘do you live here?’
I got out and saw that the ladder man was actually painting.
He was painting MY house.
‘Hello’ I stuttered.
‘What are you doing?’
‘Painting your house’ came back the cheery reply.
It was clear that he was painting my house. My question was not aimed at the staringly obvious.
He realised that I was surprised and then said
‘You’re number x?”
I nodded. He checked my street name.
‘Yup’ I agreed.
‘Don’t you rent your house from ‘we paint any old strangers house?’
Obviously that isn’t the name of the company but I suspect that a little anonymity is prudent here.
When it was clear that we did in fact have a mortgage on the house he looked a bit confused.
‘Well how long have you had the mortgage for?’
I was wondering whether he wanted to see the deeds next and I too was wondering exactly who these men were and whether I had unwittingly fallen into the hands of 2 con men.
After a somewhat protracted conversation involving me, then my husband, then my husband and the men. Then my husband and one of his ‘contacts’ followed by another conversation with me and my husband we deduced that these were genuine and we wouldn’t be receiving a fake bill anytime soon.
My daughter got them some biscuits and I made them a cup of tea. If you’re going to get your house painted for free, you might as well treat them decently.
‘Just be glad you came back when you did love, we’d have gone round to the back.’
The other piped up
‘Yeah and we might have started on your bricks too’.
As it was we had some guttering painted and a primed and caulked door frame.
‘Im going to have to paint your door as I’ve got some white on it’.
Sure enough he had. I later learned he’d also got it on the dustbin too. But who’s being picky?!
They eventually left but not before telling me that it sometimes happened and they’d painted a whole house front wrongly before today.
I guess we got off lucky.
Less fortunate was having to leave the door open all day whilst it dried. The house is pretty cold without inviting the wind directly in too.
On the plus side we have a freshly painted door and frame.
We also have a partially decorated brass door handle too. I’ve got a job tomorrow that involves removing excess paint from a certain handle.
They were jolly souls.
They made me laugh.
Anyone who makes me giggle is welcome to my house. Wrong house or not!!
See you when I’ve warmed up x