Leaving "er indoors TM" snoring I
scoffed brekkie then went into the garden. Clear up all the dog dung, then put
up a gazebo and the event shelter. Easy.
I’d harvested all the
dog dung that was in the garden on Friday; there couldn’t possibly be that much
generated in the meantime, could there?
There was.
With the garden eventually
clear I dragged out the gazebo and found an errant turd just where I wanted to
set up. I got rid of that one, and came back to Find Treacle laying another.
Finally with the area
clear I got the gazebo poles out and put them in place. Then realized I had the
roof diagonal where the side horizontals should be. I put that right only to
find the legs were now wrong. I looked at my watch and decided I would give it
twenty minutes after which time I would throw it away and get a new one from Argos.
With "er
indoors TM"’s
assistance the gazebo did make the deadline, but it has had it. The
plastic is ripped and torn. I thought it would do for the afternoon; it can go
to the tip tomorrow.
The event shelter went
together so much easier.
I dragged out chairs
and tables, and new-next-door lent us
five chairs which was a help.
Karl, Tracey and the
girls arrived, and we took the hounds for a walk. If they don’t go out Fudge
does get fractious. We had a rather good walk round the back roads to the dog
beach, and we came home past the bowling alley for an ice lolly. I didn’t
realise they had a little kiosk where non-bowlers could buy stuff.
Home for the annual
garden party. It went rather well I thought… even if it did get rather vague
towards the end…
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