The timber was supposed to arrive yesterday but the weather forecast was so bad I postponed it. In the event, we had almost nothing until the evening and this morning was wet. However, the delivery arrived just before noon, by which time it had stopped raining. They don't show on the photo, but he is very close to half a dozen telephone wires. No problem, none of them are mine...
An then, after 3-and-a-half hours of humping about:
I did about a third of it on my own and then my mate Stuart turned to help with the rest. It was very welcome. Not knackeringly hard work, not like the demolition was, but I know that tonight I'm going to have aches on my aches. And as Stuart pointed out, it's better than paying out to go to the gym.
A Very Nice Man on this forum has persuaded a mate of his, who doesn't know me from Adam, to lend me a Paslode, so that is going to save me hours and a sore arm. I certainly wouldn't lend my Paslode to a total stranger, there are very few people I'd lend any tools to, TBH, but I'm glad to be the recipient of such generosity. Just got to find a decent Single Malt as a Thankyou.
S