Charmingly, over night someone decided that the wall around our property looked like a great place to shit. By which I mean, paint their revoltingly tacky tags. They also painted one of our neighbors’ cars, I helped him get it off with a bit of turps and some elbow grease.
Then I went ahead and turpsed off the worst of the paint on the walls and windows (the windows were nice and easy) and repainted all the walls. There was a certain sense of urgency, as we had some people coming to look at the house to rent it at 12:30.
Who’d move into a freshly spray painted house? Not me.
If your browser doesn’t suck, rolling over the images will show you the cleaned up walls and suchlike.