Wednesday, 19 June 2013
The graunching of Scrobs' joint...
Far be it for me to be a hyperchon...hypokon...er...moan about being ill, but when I was demolishing the old timber greenhouse, (see Growster's GH disaster foundations etc passim), the last high piece came down a bit quick, and I must have hoiked the old joint more than somewhat, as it's been giving me gyp for five weeks now!
Of course, from then on, it didn't help in having to carry the demolished bits around the side of the house, chop down a twelve ft high pergola behind it all, and cut the hedge down to four ft, carry the new GH to the site, dig it out and level it all, lay the new 9" thick concrete foundation blocks along the side elevations, build the new GH, carry the glass over (with Mrs G steering) and fix it all, barrow the sand round from the front and spread it. Lay seventy-five paving slabs and twelve large concrete blocks in all directions, and have to do an extra long mow down at the 'Patch', (man-powered petrol mower) as the grass was beginning to get beyond a joke, and finally planting out two hundred and twelve leeks on Sunday!
So by Monday, the old joint had seized up completely, and all manner of exercises hadn't freed it at all, so a quick dive into the Doc's and a few super-violent painkillers, and all is well thank goodness. Mrs S has been doing all the normal work, which I should have been doing, but then she's like that!
There are so many healing exercises on the net, that it would take about three months to complete them all, but I did find a super extra one yesterday...