The Old Heronshaw
The Old Heronshaw

A disaster as my small thatched shed fell over in the wind just as I had jacked it up to the right height, but I then unbolted the sides and used the Range Rover to tug the roof back upright. No word from the builders I had been chasing but my transportable/mobile phone was proving to be very useful.             

I was keen to get on with the shed and pressed on alone in the jacking process until I had the shed up at just about the right height. Unfortunately, a gust of wind then caught it and the whole thing tilted over and fell on to the floor, upside down! This was a real calamity as there was no way that the thing could be reversed. Before anyone could see, and with some embarrassment, I un-bolted and levered off the sides, stacking them behind the garage and started to tidy up all of my things. By this time, it had started to rain and I was feeling quite dejected by the whole thing with the feeling that I had bitten off more than I could chew.

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Then Jack came by and was quite astounded by the absence of the shed and the sight of the upturned roof sitting there! He said he had been scheming on a way of jacking the shed up with angle brackets and I deduced that it was certainly a case of "more haste, less speed". As darkness approached, I hitched up the Range Rover to one side of the thatched shed roof and pulled it over onto its base. It looked like an overgrown hedgehog sitting there but at least it was intact and squarely in position.  By this evening, I had not seen any sign of the builders that I had contacted and so I made a few chasing telephone calls. The mobile phone certainly allows me to keep in touch and to expedite things and I keep the local directories on the boat now for ease of reference. This evening, I went to bed early and had a very sound sleep.