Facing the evidence

Ruapehu Bulletin, Volume 9, Issue 430, 31 March 1992, Page 12

Facing the evidence

Why do the Benchmark Building Supplies staff all chuckle when you mention letterboxes, paint jobs and a mother of two very young daughters? It all starts a wee while ago, when a certain local builder's wife (part time painting contractor and mother extraordinare) was painting her letterbox. The phone went, and as she wasn't on double time, she decided to have a bit of a gossip (and what's wrong with Gossip?). Trouble was daughter number one was busy carrying on the good work, carefully placing paint all over the cat, then inside for a spot of free-form art with hand prints on a few walls here and there. And how about a few hand-prints on baby sister while we're at it. By now our victim had spotted the signs, and called a halt. She picked up her little darling, who artfully placed a palm print on the glowing, vivid red cheeks of mum. What? No turps? What sort of painting contractor is this? There was no choice. She had to load up the car with the artistic angel, war painted baby, and her spruced-up self and cart the lot off to Benchmark, there for to purchase some correcting fluid and cop a few guffaws.