I grew up in a house where if a curtain rail fell down, my Dad would simply pull out his tool box, climb up his trusty old step-ladder and re-fix the rail to the wall. If a lightbulb needed changing, the step-ladder would come out again and within a few minutes, light would be restored! Pictures were hung perfectly in line on walls, washing machines were expertly plumbed, carpets were neatly fitted – all by his own fair hands. If I got a flat tyre, my Dad would be there in a jiffy with a jack and a spare. He has decorated many rooms, in many of the houses I have lived. He even plastered our bathroom wall. More so, he made it all look SO easy. The Greek God(zilla) has his own way of doing things, which he makes look pretty easy too. Unsightly telephone wires that keep coming away from the walls? No problem! Simply tuck them away inside a door frame and secure with parcel tape.