I’ve spent the afternoon turning something that looks like this…

…into this…

The hyper-critical among you will no doubt spot that I didn’t go for zero-tolerance throughout. This was because I was getting to the point where there were lots of large deep holes appearing, the filling of which felt like it was beyond the skills of someone whose only experience in the construction industry was as an office clerk and weigh bridge attendant. Especially since my Dad, who has actual experience in this field, is no longer up for hard labour.

Unfortunately, from the first picture, you can kinda see the extent of the task which remains. The rest of the yard looks a lot like this.

All of which leads me to wonder if, as the only responsible adult in the house, would it be really bad of me to crack one of these open as a treat?

You never know, it might make standing up straight a possibility again!