Terrace Tales

18 months ago a friend came to stay for a week. Whilst here we discussed we were going to be renewing our decking in the bask garden with composite planks. No, said he, slabs are much better. We agreed but said that I could manage putting down decking but not slabs. So he said he would come and do the work for board and lodgings. So that was agreed upon. We went and looked for slabs and found some we liked. He decided to come back this time last year, so we ordered all the bits we needed including 465 slabs.

He arrived, and so did covid. And France went into lockdown, no-one delivering anything. We had already done the ground prep work so in fact there was nothing he could really do. He stayed with us for two weeks and decided to make himself useful. This consisted in part of him taking all my screws, bolts, and other fixings and rearranging them into a system he thought was better. 

Anyway, after three weeks he buggered off and said he would come back in the autumn to start the work. Well. one minute we were in lockdown, then the UK, then Greece where he also lives, and so it got to October and he still hadn't made it back. By now the Magnificent M was pacing the floor and bemoaning the fact that our back garden was a replica of The Somme. And then he became ill and that's that.

So we have bitten the bullet and got someone in to do the work and work started this week. laying the hardcore improved the garden, and hopefully, weather permitting, after waiting for a year, we will have our new terrace in the next fortnight.

And then I need to sort all my bloody screws out again!