I do have an excuse to buy a reciprocating saw now, though. Handy against tree roots, zombies, and middle managers.
My lower back is very glad I am not a builder or plumber for a living.
I think I managed about 3 linear metres to a depth of about a foot. One spade blade wide. Tough going.
The drain is fucked and needs to be completely replaced. The fun* part of digging the trench is making my way through several decades of tree roots in the tight space behind the shed.
Apparently it's this or the 75th run through of the Harry Potter audiobooks.
I love* hearing the same 12 songs all day long.
Parents are now at the bored stage of wait and watch. Puppies are terrorising the indoor plants and generally being a nuisance. All good things, considering.
Closest fires to parents downgraded from Emergency. A pause, not a full reprieve yet, but good news nonetheless.
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