On Saturday morning Chris arrived at about the same time as the neighbour, Dave, with his digger. Dave gave Chris a run through of all the little quirks of his digger, like that all the controls are the opposite way round to a normal digger. I could see Chris looking more and more dubious as he went on and when Dave left saying to give him a ring if the tracks came off, Chris looked even more troubled. Well, within two minutes one of the tracks had come off and that was that. A quick discussion led to the decision to try and hire a digger as we'd get nowhere fast if we had to keep putting the tracks back on. Bless him, it was really kind of Dave to lend it to us, but because the first bit was on quite rough ground, it just wouldn't have worked and so he came and took it back again. Bearing in mind that it was now about 10 o'clock on a Saturday morning, I think we did quite well to get a digger delivered. We do know the people from the hire shop quite well and have always got on well with them, so that probably helped. Bob always gets me to do the ringing for these things because he thinks I can get away with being cheeky! So, the digger arrived at about 11.30 and by the time we'd had a cuppa and a chat with the driver (having just had a cuppa and a chat with the lad who delivered the stone), it wasn't worth starting anything before lunch! I'd forgotten how much time you spend socialising when you're having deliveries.
The hired digger suited Chris very well and he soon got on with spreading out all the hardcore we'd accumulated to help fill in the dip along the hedge. |
There we are, he is happy in his work. |
I had a go at a bit of bucket work - takes a lot of thinking about you know. I'm sure it'd soon become second nature and you'd do it without thinking about it, but not in the 10 minute session I had! |
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