Tuesday, 13 August 2013

A' dol timcheall, mun cuairt is mun cuairt!

Some people prefer washing lines and some people prefer whirligigs. Me, it all depends on the washing line/whirligig... In this case, I loved my whirligig which was kindly donated to me by my friend Janni a couple of years ago! It's big and you can raise it a good 2 feet higher off the ground! Basically it's awesome!... And there was no way I was going to leave it at the old house!...

The bodach went at the postcrete that was keeping it upright at the old house with a sledge hammer and re positioned it at the new house with a fresh mix of postcrete. I then had the fantastic job of trying to untangle it... I think I got the short straw on this one...


But eventually... Yippee it's up and looking very handsome! For a whirligig...


The next stage was to get rid of the ghastly washing line making my garden look untidy!... This involved: removing the line it self; digging up the turf;


a bit of dancing... ;


hammering down what's left of the pole and replacing the turf x 3...


So quite and event really, but well worth it!


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