The paintwork is nearly finished, and along with the white garden gate is probably visible from the moon. The herbs have survived a whole 36 hours despite a plague of goat in the vicinity. Ambrose managed to get around the barricades today and was found lurking with intent, fortunately I spotted him and managed to chase him off, this time without breaking my kneecap or falling into the nettle patch. So very much work in progress.
A bit like this young man, who has no idea what is going to happen this weekend. All being well he will be backed and I wont have ride in the air ambulance.
Before I forget. Cuckoo 23.4.11 Swallow 22.4.11