No harm done

Feeling pretty pleased with my woodwork (it is easy after all cutting and sticking bits of timber together, no where near as taxing as social work) the ducks were finally allowed to move in to the new chicken house (dont ask see previous)

And the chickens (some) were happy in their new super expensive made from girders and recycled pop bottles hen house, yours truly was feeling pretty pleased.

And whilst admiring the self seeded sunflower that had emerged from the compost I contemplated that a while ago I might have seriously hurt myself making anything out of wood that involved the use of power tools, sharp objects and hammers. It was at that point I stepped back and tripped over 

an offcut of wire whose sole purpose was to bite me.