I decided to make a new frog-pond in the garden.
1) I marked out the shape, roughly.
2) I attempted to protect the pitiful remnants of my lawn (This is what 10 years of dog-pee does to grass).
3) I dug an 'ole.
4) I lined the 'ole with cut-up carpet. This protects the pond membrane from roots and stones.
5) In goes a waterproof liner.
6) Fill her up from the water-butt.
7) Trim and edge. Yuck. The water need a few days to settle before plants and frogspawn get added.
In total this took about 4 hours, spread over 2 afternoons. My back was fine. Four days later I bent over to put my knickers on - and THAT is how I put my back out.
I believe in cause and effect, Janine. Could it be a delayed reaction?
ReplyDeleteFour days, probably not.
I'm in the midst of pulling up some fence posts, set in varying degrees of concrete which involves digging and then wielding a sledge hammer or pick ax. Ugh.
At least you'll have a lovely pond at the end. I'll just have less pointy things popping up from my yard.
Ugh - good luck Craig!
ReplyDeleteMy pantyfail incident wasn't muscle strain, it was a trapped nerve - I suspect a mild reuccurance of the problem I had on holiday in Laos, and I'm pretty sure that was caused by too much sitting down. It's one of those back pains which gets worse the more you rest.
The human body: badly designed.
Heheheh, pantyfaill.
ReplyDeleteI'm telling you. Rhus Tox. Venture into your nearest health food shop. Or even Boots. Pretend you're a witch not a scientist.
Great pond though!
Oh. I need you to write a micro-myth on my blog. It seems like your sort of job :)
I know of the perfect cure: No more panties for you!
ReplyDeleteYou're not the first person to suggest that, Kat!
ReplyDelete:-)