For weeks now I've been immersed in various DIY projects that seem destined only to be finished by the skin of my teeth. It's always like that. Last week was spent playing with a mini -digger scraping out the top fifteen centimetres of soil over a six by eleven metre area, ready to receive two grades of gravel for my soon to be created Pétanque court.
This week I'm stripping wallpaper in a high stairwell and making good any marks left behind with filler. I've devised various support mechanisms using carefully balanced, different sized ladders and scaffold planks that enable me to reach to the ceiling. It looks a little precarious to say the least, so if it goes hideously wrong, well, it's been nice knowing you all!
Just for the record, I currently have a half tiled bathroom which has remained unfinished for six weeks now as the remaining tiles are somewhere in Spain. The DIY store has been experiencing distribution problems and so there they sit, in a factory near Villa-Real, seven boxes, seven metres squared with my name on it. Just bloody well get them here!!!
If you're wondering what relevance these photographs have to my current handyman misery, well very little except to say this is where I'd rather be, wandering through the beautiful gardens at Sardy. I took these photos on a previous visit back in 2009. Warmer weather and a little bit of freetime, I'd take that right now.