I get in the morning and try to work out which clocks have autocorrected themselves and which have not. I go and get the shelving out of the car and get ready to put the final piece of the puzzle in place.
Sometime later I have got them to fit and have moved around the items. More shelves yet they are now full!
However the effect is complete. This is no Billy Room
I get on with my chores and ponder why the Aldi loaf hasn’t gone off yet whilst eating some toast for breakfast. I’m not that hungry, I can’t think why.
So it is time to go up the climbing frame again, this time to preserve what's left of the 100 year old wood.
And many hours latter we go from this to
This, well treated wood, up to 2/3rds of the way up. Even with a pole I’m too short to do the middle bit. And so with the wood as preserved as it can be I move the tower to the front of the house.
The wood at the front of the house is worse than the back and has the sun beating on it.
So much time later the front bit is done 2/3rds of the way up. Now how am I going to finish the top bit I ponder?
And its time to wash, as it appears I’ve preserved myself quite well too. I will last forever if I don't die from a chemical reaction. Now for Sunday tea, and some Doctor Who.