But as soon as we started moving the fence panels the wind started to blow and the rain started to pour. Thankfully we managed to get the job done without sustaining too many cuts and bruises - though we did end up soaking wet.
As soon as we'd finished the wind died down and the sun came out again. Grumble, grumble, moan, moan. Now that the job's done the weather might settle down.
Here you can see the nice new fence panels and a pile of the old rotten ones. I'll have to break these up into little pieces and take them to the tip because in a few weeks my writing hut will be standing here - I can hardly wait.

2 comments:
Ha ha - poor you!
How exciting though about getting your own author's hut. Yahoo! Just like Philip Pullman (lets hope it brings you similar good fortune and stardom).
Yes, I'm rather excited by the whole shed idea. I'm joining lots of other writers that I admire in that area - Roald Dahl, Philip Pullman, Linda Newbery... Hopefully it will have a positive effect on my writing.
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