“Is there something on my nose?!”
Up on the ladder at my uncles again and nearly finish painting his pagoda, wielding this weapon of choice today.. Dangerous as you can see, must handle with extreme caution around the face.
Also it almost smelt like a chemically kinda creamy custard but then maybe that was my wishful thinking and cravings kicking in… I do miss my custard and thick Devon clotted cream! ….. Anyway you probably didn’t need to know that, unless however you’re some kind of clotted cream dealer in Perth?
Bit of a long shot..