An old widow’s dilemma.
One hot summer’s day a sprightly old widow looked out of her window and thought, ‘I must look at the outside window frames. Sam always looked round the windows in hot weather. He dug out any rotten wood and filled it in. Then I did the painting.’
With a heavy heart she went outside to inspect the Georgian style windows. Sure enough there were several windows where wet rot had settled in.
‘I’ll dig that out. Put a bit of filler in,’ she said to herself. ‘Saw him do it often enough! Painting will be easy after that.’
She rummaged about in Sam’s old tool box. There it was!
‘That’s the thing he used to dig out with,’ she thought.
She vigorously hacked away at rotten wood until she had dealt with all the affected areas in three windows.
Mopping her brow she stood back and looked at her work.
There were large gaping holes and some of the beading round the frames had fallen out completely. Panic set in! How to fill the holes? How to replace the beading? Her heart began to flutter. Read the rest of this entry »