Done

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As one of many things in a very busy day, the fence is done.  Finished.  'Protected for the next ten years' says the can which held the paint.  One of the cans which collectively contained 30 litres of paint which I moved from store to paintbrush to wood.  On my side and, in an act of kindness unlikely to be repeated, on the neighbours side.  I know, despite what it says on the tin, I should have given it two coats.  But that's not going to happen anytime soon.  I feel joy.

Fences aren't as good as tulips for blipping though.

Now to get my life back.