It's not a game is it... So before ruining the hard earned reputation of a our nice builders i ought to mention that the precariousness of the roof was the result of an unprofessional assessment (my own) and a natural nervousness mixed with a little artistic license to make this blog more readable. Upon request the said builders came out immediately to allay my fears... Apparently the roof it 'weighs a fricken ton and ain't goin nowhere'. To be fair this assessment is correct as it it still standing despite the weather on Friday.
Speaking of the weather we have now resorted to lighting the log burner in the caravan due to the cold northerly winds. Morning surfs are getting harder and i might even have to dig out my winter wetsuit. That said, a late morning of stick picking (after the hedges were flailed) with Sally was lovely warm sunshine, pretty hot work.
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