Where I live there was a period in the 80s where people got obsessed with ‘roughcast’ and decided to start covering their houses with sharp rocks. I’d be scared of falling against them while drunk and tearing my face open.
There’s a building in my hometown with this stuff. I have vivid memories of scraping against it on my bike. Over 20 years later my heart still jumps if I pass this dreaded material
Where I live there was a period in the 80s where people got obsessed with ‘roughcast’ and decided to start covering their houses with sharp rocks. I’d be scared of falling against them while drunk and tearing my face open.
Eh that doesn’t look so bad.
Pebble dash can fuck off
That must be a nightmare to keep clean.
There’s a building in my hometown with this stuff. I have vivid memories of scraping against it on my bike. Over 20 years later my heart still jumps if I pass this dreaded material