The oil tank in the garden
is not a pretty sight, so to hide it from view a screen is required that needs
to move to allow access for fuel deliveries, making it more of a gate really,
for which I have constructed a frame that received its first coat of
preservative today; as it was drying I realised that the gate would not open
without first moving a pile of 100 bricks (awaiting a suitable project), and
they couldn’t be moved without first shifting both the reserve stocks of
roofing tiles and flagstones, and six logs (tree-trunk size), which respectively
meant clearing out accumulated rubbish from behind the oil tank and removing useless
sticks, rotted wood and associated disgusting wildlife from the wood-store, but
when the music finally stopped after a couple of hours, I had a much tidier
corner of the garden (hidden from view – but I’ll know it’s tidy) and multiple
bags of detritus destined for the tip.
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