Jazzed

After several months in the flat we decided on a boring Sunday to do something to "jazz it up", so we tripped up to anti-spa, where Laura purchased another quid's worth of millions. The Anti-spa had yet again let us down, with no materials usable in what was dubbed "the jazzening". Back at the flat and bored everyone else went off into their rooms, to watch TV or be boring, and in some cases stick their thumbs up their butt.

Armed with a bit of electrical tape i tried to think of something simple and not too over-the-top to do with the cupboards and here are the results: