Now that the French doors are in, and the west wall will be finished today, I though I’d drag an old chair from the bedroom out where I can sit in the sun – or the breeze – from the doors.
I sat on it yesterday. For about half an hour. Peacefully reading my book. Then I got up to go to the toilet. I was only gone for a couple of minutes:
Fat chance of me ever sitting in that chair again!!!
His sister took it over later in the evening: