What A Result!

The weather was very kind again to us yesterday and it was a glorious morning when we ventured outside into the garden to work further magic demolishing the old pond. We made sure to have a breakfast that would sustain us through the brute force and ignorance (we're good at that) that would be required to relocate the remaining sleepers and that soil & rubble from the border at the back of the old pond. Who'd have thought that a good helping of all butter croissants and proper coffee would keep you going until Batman time! You know Batman time ..... dinner dinner dinner dinner BATMAN!

Anyway, progress was exhausting and energy sapping to say the least but by dinner we'd made good progress in clearing the pond border of soil & rubble which was duly wheeled round to AREA 51. In fact we'd managed to excavate two thirds of the border - which equated to umpteen barrow fulls (lost count at around twenty or so).

Back to it after a spot of lunch ... well i did have cucumber in my sandwich! The problem was that after stopping for half an hour or so resulted in the last third of the border appear quarry like in size. What's more, someone had added lead to the heads of all the spades, shovels and garden forks while we'd been having something to eat. This really called for some mind over matter and i don't mean the "if you don't mind it doesn't matter" carry on either.

With gritted teeth (yep soil gets everywhere) and a great determination in our hearts (plus the aches and pains in our muscles and joints) we dug deep (sorry for another pun) and got on with the job in hand. We soon ripped through the remaining mass of soil, compost, bricks and bits of concrete until we were finally wheeling the last of it round for dumping in AREA 51. It was at his juncture that we realised that the area was looking pretty full. In fact we'd under estimated how much earth etc the back borders on the pond actually held and were faced with the realisation that perhaps the soil from excavating the new pond won't all fit in. "Good job i didn't cancel the skip" was the solution from Wifey.

We spent the last hour or two (time flies when you're having fun) fighting and wrestling with the remaining sleepers and stacking them out of the way. By 5.00pm all that we were left with was the old pond liner and some bits of wood which we'll soon move in the day or two.

An exhausting & painful weekend, but very happy with the result!