Spring has sprung, the grass has riz...

....I wonder where my roofing is?

Well, they came back, which is good, this is a little beyond my O'grade Woodwork skills.  I've been working in the back garden, listening to the communication exchanges between the chaps. Fortunately, I don't speak native Gally (Galashiels) so my sensibilities are saved from their apparently base and shocking conversations. 

The scaffolding owner offered to leave it in place for the soffit and fascia work starting in May, but I declined his generous offer to pick my wallet to the tune of several thousand pounds. 

Day 2 in the Big Bother House.