Poor old boy...

Today:
Up at early, breakfast at greasy spoon, shopping for supplies (and tomorrows blip). then a long wait for the delivery of the garden fence panels...

Photo:
This is most of the stuff for the garden fence, the concrete is in the shed. 15 of each nearly killed me moving it from the front of the house to the rear. The 8ft concrete posts we a bit to much for me so called my brother-in-law to come and help.

Very knackered now.