Bad Timing

It was looking pretty nice this afternoon so I thought I'd creosote the new allotment gate. Only when I got there I realised I'd left the gate at home. Never mind, the hut needed creosoting as well and after only 10 minutes of vigorous stirring (that stuff separates out pretty seriously) I was ready for some brush on action. At which point it started snowing. Undeterred I moved to the sheltered hut-door end and got started. And the snow got heavier. And the snow won.