not really as the keep for a night latch is held by 4 screws at least the keep for a dead look is checked into the timber and retained by 4 screws as well.. its alot easier to bust a night latch, which is why the are used as a secondary lock.. if its an inward opening door with a nailed or screwed on stop it takes mins to jimmy and very little noise...
sorry bud... i hate fitting em too and i've fitted hundreds.. tis a shit job to be sure. a night latch aint to bad if a bar is fitted (that goes over the keep and is screwed to the frame at multiple points) as long as its a molded frame as in not a nailed on stop other wise you can just lever of the stop and use a knife or something to push back the latch unless its a double locking one. even if it has a double locking mech, without the bar a heavy boot will remove most keeps.
The Twins' 7th birthday party today. Bouncy castle and at least 20 or more screaming kids all afternoon! Not good. Ended up pulling the plug out and taking the kids to the park to play football.
Had a really good day at Lymington Italian day - even watched the Moto GP in the British Legion with a BBQ they'd laid on for the event - which was a bit ironic
I've written a letter to the Royal Mail today, to complain about my post being stolen. To make sure they see it, I've put it inside a birthday card.
Today, my wife stood before me with some items in front of her. Without a word, she emptied a large jar of mayonnaise and proceeded to fill the empty jar with rocks right to the top, rocks about 2" diameter, then asked me if the jar was full. I agreed that it was. She then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them in to the jar. She shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks. My wife then asked me if the jar was now full. I agreed that, yes, it was. She then poured a bag of sand into the jar with the result that the sand filled up the remaining spaces between the rocks and pebbles. "Now," said my wife, "I want you to recognize that this is your life. The rocks are the important things - your family, your wife who loves you, your health, your children - anything that is so important to you that if it were lost, you would be nearly destroyed. The pebbles are the other things in life that matter, but on a smaller scale. The pebbles represent things like your job, your house and your car. The sand is everything else. The small stuff. Your X-box, football, the pub, porn. If you put the sand or the pebbles first, there is no room for the rocks. The same goes for your life. If you spend all your energy and time on the small stuff, material things, you will never have room for the things that are truly most important." I was dumbfounded. - Where was I going to get more mayonnaise for my sandwich?
My wife can be so annoying at times: "When are you going to paint the kitchen? When are you going to paint the kitchen? When are you going to paint the kitchen?" Three times I've asked her today and she still hasn't done it.
Drove down to Bristol yesterday afternoon. 4 hours work then drove on to the guest house in Maidenhead. Up early this morning and at Heathrow trying to get a work pass sorted out for tonight. Might pop down to motorapido in a bit just to kill some time
