And relax

Back to Preston, but computer problems finally sorted and contracts signed, 3 and a bit weeks until new kitchen.
Then home to more glorious. Mrs IttH got to potter around the garden. I got to do more disgustingly filthy destruction. Despite how dry it's been (except yesterday) all the decking and foundation timber was utterly rotten, most just crumbled... well after being hit with the lump hammer. I'd thought I might save a lot of it for garden projects, but I'd estimate 90% is only fit for the bonfire.
Eventually, shattered, I sat down for a rest..... my little 'helper' (random stick thief) cleared the loaded wheelbarrow in one bound and landed in my lap.

Extra... The price of a blip....