give me a lever …. but not a bucket

This is the last room in the house than needs decorating (properly).  The old skirting boards need to be replaced and so I spend a happy afternoon with a crow bar and my camera.

I decided not to blip this morning’s job.  With an old ladle zip-tied to a bamboo cane I did my best to empty a blocked drain.  I had to keep sniffing Anniemay’s perfume to try and get rid of the odour that had filled my head.  

I suppose I could have blipped the stuff in the bucket for the Dickens challenge - it looked like something straight out of Oliver Twist.  And no - I don’t want more.