doh!

felt tickedy boo this morning, which was a good job seeing as the shed roof took a battering through the night.

one roll of roofing felt and a few thumptacks later it was good as new.

sadly the immense feeling of DIY god-like status was quashed when i dropped my screw sortery carry-case thing onto the gravel by the shed door. it took me three quarters of an hour to pick up every one and i'm now left with a screw sortery carry-case thing full of unsorted screws, gravel and soil. oh and my fingers were numb.

it was, briefly, the worst moment of my entire life. the code* on my padlock has never been more apt.






*promptly changed for all you budding shed thieves out there ;)