picture hanging and a bit of rage

I have a collection of photos which I have intended to get up on the wall for quite some time. Over the weekend I framed them all in readiness for the task of persuading Mr B to help put them up. For some unknown reason Mr B HATES putting pictures up. It's a task which causes a fair bit of rage to well up in him. But he equally doesn't like the way I do it so has to get involved.

This evening, he dutifully assisted. He was pretty much furious throughout (who knows why) but soon calmed down once the hammer and nails were no longer in sight.

Phew.