Call me Mr Handyman
Ah ha, all quiet on the western front around here, as I’ve been down in Bristol and Taunton this weekend, playing a game of meet the parents with Kate. Seemed to go ok, don’t think I said anything of the “this boy is poison!” variety. So, yeah, that’s all going swimmingly. Apart from the dreadful hangover on Sunday morning. Eurgh. I think I’ll stick to my usual sweet sweet cider next time, rather than a combination of red wine (3 or 4 glasses), Irish coffee (1 cup) and sherry (1 glass).
Something else to be proud of this weekend is my DIY skills. Take 1 frankly rubbish Ikea bookshelf (like this, only worse and without the brace at the back to keep it upright), with a penchant for falling over when looked at, a ?3.50 piece of wood from Wickes, 1 hacksaw, cut the wood into pieces the size of the gap between shelves, and wedge said pieces in the gap against the main frame. Result? One much more sturdy bookcase and a grateful girlfriend. Not bad for ?3.50 
Yes. I am very grateful
Now, are you sure you don’t want to borrow some books?
(I have plenty)
By “falling over” do you mean the whole unit goes base over apex, or just that the shelves collapse from time to time?
Neither, it went over sideways, basically folding flat on it’s side…
Hmm, sounds like it was drunk…