Light Side of the Moon

Well…. ‘of the van’ actually.

I sprang eagerly from my foetid pit this morning and ran outside in one of those Wee Willy Winkie nightgowns, with an Ebenezer Scrooge nightcap on my head, clutching a candle in a candlestick - to see whether Herman’s roof had accepted its latest coat of paint or not. To my delight and delectation it had done. So, at last it was time to turn our attention to the previously neglected passenger’s side of the van.

I turned Herman round so we could get at the other side and then, while I heat-gunned the old paint of the roof [as a pre-emptive measure], Marie roughened up the side panels with sandpaper. Then, we gave him a good rub down with white spirit.

The problem with working outside at this time of year is that it starts going dark about three or four o’clock, so by the time we’d finished sanding him down, it was time to call it a day and head back to HQ for some stuffed peppers and wine.

Me and Mazza - looking over the moon at the prospect of another afternoon spent sandpapering and paint scraping
Me and Mazza - looking over the moon at the prospect of another afternoon spent sandpapering and paint scraping
The white side before our afternoon's hard work
The white side before our afternoon's hard work
The white side after our afternoon's hard work [What a difference!]
The white side after our afternoon's hard work [What a difference!]
Meta TAGS: paintingpreparation
ORIGINAL PUBLICATION DATE: 21 Feb 2009
AUTHOR: stíobhart matulevicz