There's a hole in my wall!

I'd seen the idea in my studios magazine, and KNEW it would be just the thing for me to display small quilts, projects, ideas, and other inspirational stuff.  Luckily for me, they had one of these display wires that I craved in Ikea in France.  I purchased one to questions of 'what is it?' and 'do we really need that?' and of course 'will I have to do anything?' from my beloved.

Yesterday I got the handyman up to drill the holes.  This was a big event for him,  He spends most of his time sitting on a bench in the car park picking his toes.  I asked him (via Sam as interpreter) if the false wall behind my desk was okay for it.  "Yes of course" he replied.  Well, it may have been 'what do you care?' or 'go fry your head in a wok full of noodles', but I took the smile to be a positive thing.

He put up the bracket and I said that I'd fit the wire, which looked somewhat complicated.  So, I put the wire in the little holders, screwed them into place and then turned the little ratchet thing, to tighten the wire.  Hum, looking good I thought.  It was only after I put up the first quilt that I noticed that the wire, lovely and tight though it was, was just too tight for the useless false wall, and it had ripped into it!

Oops!  He came back up today, put the wire up on a proper wall & said he'd be back Thursday to fill the hole.  Meanwhile, back to picking his toes!