Walking is all right, as long as it leads to a pub. But things like gardening are just hideous. Whatever happened to pouring concrete on everything and having a small herbaceous border? I have just dismantled a shed. Let me tell you the instructions don't work in reverse. And since I put the shed up, various kinds of wildlife have claimed it. I thank God in his wisdom for my electric screwdriver but what was he thinking of with snails?
As I'm giving the shed to my brother I thought it best to pick the snails off first. It seems polite. Snails just make the most awful sound. Whether you are picking them off something (a sort of snotty sucking) or inadvertently killing them (snotty crunch), they can't seem to make any noise that isn't like snot. And once you've stepped on them (I could not help it, they were having a sort of meeting right where I was standing), you have to avoid them because you end with dead thing all over you.
In order to get the shed into packable pieces I had to employ:
- a hammer
- a blunt carving knife
- a cardigan