The mystery of the disappearing Cuprinol

I'll admit it sounds like the most boring chapter in the Harry Potter series or perhaps an adventure that Sherlock Holmes and even Scooby Doo willingly passed on.

But the combination of 'home' life and steadfastly fixing my age at 30 finds you suddenly caring about the oddest things.

Those of us that remember the way things were remember when crisp packets held more and Wagon Wheels were bigger, and in a similar entry of world weary dissatisfactions I have now found that cuprinol seems to disappear.

(Anyone uninterested in D.I.Y based rants/observations may want to find something more thrilling to do with their lives right. about.   now.)

Certainly, the tin looks full upon opening, but as you progress trying to preserve your decking, behold, that it disappears before your very eyes.

I'm currently on my 2nd (new) tin this summer, having found the first was empty after only coating the decking 1 and a half times...

The old tin I just finished, it managed the decking twice over and then some, a few additional coats plus yearly applications to the garden furniture and a few touch ups here and there that saw the first tin last around 3 years.

And now, with the newest tin opened I want to cry thinking how much I have just paid for it and finding that it doesn't want to go very far.

the garden

as promised, here's a sample of my photography. I'm no professional, my camera didn't cost the earth and i doubt that i'll ever rock the world of photography to it's very core.

i take snapshots, i try to think artistically and i try to look for different and new angles.

i try to carry my camera around with me, i take it to gigs (evidence here,here and here), i take it most places i go, tho inevitably i won't have it when i spot an amazing broken window, gatherings of stray sofas or cuddly toys drinking beer on a polish building site.