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Walking Glass Disaster

Walking Glass Disaster

I was just thinking about this crazy hail storm a couple of years back, when my skylight got smashed in. There was broken glass and (essentially) a snowball all over the tax invoices I’d been organising at my desk. It scared the life out of my cat!

Why was this on my mind? Well, it came back to me when I accidentally cracked the bathroom mirror today while trying to change the light globe… yeah, I’m coordinated. I was trying to remember the name of the glazier that dealt with my skylight.

If this kind of thing is going to be happening every year or so, I could be getting more solidly acquainted with glass repair professionals, so maybe I should put out a request for recommendations. Who’s your go-to for residential glazing services, Melbourne? Are any of you as clumsy as me, such that you need to have a go-to in the first place?

My luck with glass surfaces has never been anything to write home about. I remember when I moved into my first apartment, and accidentally sent a heavy frying pan flying straight into the glass kitchen splashback. In my defence, this occurred during a party that was on the lively side, and… well, I can’t recall the rationale of waving a flying pan around, but I’m sure it was a reasonable one.

Then there was the time that I got in the way of my aunt’s glass balustrade installation, and took a chip out of one the panels before it had even been installed. From memory, I was riding my bike in the backyard and somehow got up a bit too much speed as I approach the outdoor staircase.

One of these days, I’m going to gain skills in managing my limbs around breakable surfaces. Evidently, I’m not quite there yet. But that’s why we have glass experts to call on, isn’t it?

Dim It Down

Dim It Down

Okay, I’m putting my foot down. I get that offices aren’t generally designed to be the most fantastically fun places in the world – in fact, if they were, it might get in the way of business. But there are certain basic inclusions that can go a long way towards making them less of a drag.

One of those things is natural light, which my office has in overabundance. A second thing, given the former being the case, is UV protective office window tinting. Melbourne can get surprisingly heavy with the damaging rays, and my desk is positioned so as to catch the brunt of them during the sunniest part of the day. It’s okay over winter – pleasant, in fact – but during summer, it can get a bit painful on the eyes.

It’s not only getting fried by the sun that I’ve had enough of. I’m also seriously over Ken from finance doing his physio exercise on the floor next to his desk everyday at 2pm. I get that he has to do it and I don’t really care that much, but he gets really embarrassed and repeatedly taps on the glass partition throughout the process, reminding me not to look at him. I’m not looking at you, Ken!

I guess the solution would be to swap the transparent partition out for one of those commercial, decorative glass partitions Melbourne bank offices and the like seem to love so much. I mean, there isn’t really anywhere else for Ken to do his thing that isn’t going to present the same problem. The only other option is for him to acquire the self-confidence to do his standing McKenzies without worrying about what his colleagues might think.

Rest assured, the only thing I’m thinking about how is my expensive, custom-made office chair is going to be affected by the solar rays streaming in through the window – the fabric is probably degrading as we speak. And don’t even get me started on what it might be doing to my skin.

A Glass Act

A Glass Act

That storm the other week was a really doozy, wasn’t it? That big tree out the back wasn’t quite up to it, and the branch that’s been on the edge of falling finally came down – square on our pool fence. That was a drama and a half – in this hot weather, all the grand-kids want to do is play in the pool, so we knew we had to get that fixed fast.

We looked into getting someone in to do a repair job, but in the end we saw it as a sign to finally ditch the dated look in the backyard and fork out for a schmick glass pool fence. While we were at it, of course, we had to kit out the stairs with the matching glass balustrade. Melbourne has no shortage of options for installers of such things, it turns out, so we were able to track down a real beauty at a decent price. I’m loving the look of the frameless glass panels.

After the new fencing and balustrade was in place, I did start to wonder: are we likely to be having any more of these tree-cracking storms in the near future? And, if so, will our new additions stand up to them? Oh well, nothing to be done about it just now, and at least we have the number of an excellent glazier! They really did do a lovely job.

Arranging glass repairs in Melbourne, over the twenty-five years we’ve lived here, has never been something I’ve had much success with. There was that young boy back in ‘95, bless him, who tripped over the cat on his way up the driveway, busted his knee, and couldn’t do the job. Then there was the time we allowed our eccentric neighbour to deal with our cracked kitchen splashback (he had enthusiastically offered) and he replaced it with a mirror.

Well, anyway. These glass balustrades look like they can stand up to the elements,  so I don’t think they’ll be getting smashed any time soon.