I spent the long weekend helping my father build this deck. It's larger than it appears: 19 posts, 17 joists and the lot done by hand as the generator developed a fault and wouldn't run above 110 volts to run power tools.
It was hard yakka.
And extremely good fun. Great spending time with family and friends building something useful. And gratifying that the old man is still as strong as an ox.
On the downside, Picton Supermarket
forgot to load the beers in our grocery order onto the mailboat
, which comes only twice a week. Three whole days clearing trees and plants, digging holes, concreting posts, cutting and aligning struts and joists, laying decking, nailing and punching.
And not one single, solitary beer.
Oh and the thieving Weka
who stole my sunglasses, I address you directly:
You utter little bastard. Protected species or not, I'm going to get even on your arse.
-SRA. Arapawa Island
, 27/x 2014 (reposted.)