|Windswept garden warrior|
So I took a few pics of me and wife battling the elements, determined to have a barbeque at all costs.
|Ash in its annual dance with the elements|
As the old Ash tree bowed under the relentless attack from East Yorkshire winds, me and wife, stooped low to avoid being carried, wizard-of-oz-like into the night, began the ressurection of the old barbeque. Well, 'barbeque' is a little optimistic. A seemingly random collection of broken tiles, bricks, the innards of an old fireplace and a steel plate. But to those in the know.... oh yes.
|Blurriness perhamps something to do with beer?|
So we ate and drank and generally forgot about the daily grind and enjoyed each others company for the evening. May there be plenty more of that in the future.
|Spot the wife competition 2011|
I need to try and get all our business links on here somewhere, perhaps in a side bar... hmmm.... leave it with me, I'll see what I can do.
|The master at work|
|Me taking credit for wife's toil|