I've spent hours looking for my grinding paste so I could lap my valves in...
![noooo:](https://www.virtual-pub.com/SMF/Smileys/default/no.gif)
A little bastard voice at the back of my mind kept saying to me
"you've thrown it away" which seemed incredibly unlikely given the vast amount of shite I've collected over the years and won't get rid of... why does your mind do that to you...?
![Shrugs:](https://www.virtual-pub.com/SMF/Smileys/default/confused013.gif)
I was beginning to believe that I
had thrown it away - albeit inadvertently - with some other rubbish ore something and my subconscious had registered it without me being fully aware of the act...
![rubschin:](https://www.virtual-pub.com/SMF/Smileys/default/cbs_zz.gif)
Anyhooo... turns out the bastard cats had knocked both the coarse and fine tubs of paster off my bench and onto the floor...
![cussing:](https://www.virtual-pub.com/SMF/Smileys/default/cussing.gif)