What a blustery day. This morning began with me running about the garden at 07.20 hrs trying to stop our fence hurling itself across our neighbours garden. Wind gusts of 50mph + had pit paid to the rickety ten year old fence between us. Oscillating like a dying fish this leviathan of softwood construction needed to be tamed. An hour or so later and the deed was done. Lashed to the outside tap, bolts used to connect what left of the good wood and it was upright. And remained so all day despite the continuing gale and hail over this area of Somerset. The rest of the day was one of gardening, compost spreading and retrieving the greenhouse from round the back of the conservatory. It's only been there 4 years. I have a plan. Not sure what it is, but a plan.
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