Chugalug (#10487),
This sort of thing is always best left to the Skilled Man.
As Belloc put it:
"Lord Finchley tried to mend the Electric Light
Himself. It struck him dead: And serve him right!
It is the business of the wealthy man
To give employment to the artisan."
On my Resettlement Course, I was a "brickie" (my hod-carrier a Signals Colonel).
We built a wall ..... It fell down.
