Friday, 2 March 2012
Now after negotiating the store I get to the car. I don't have a roof rack but I do have a long car (CR-V) and of course it's not long enough. Now this is where the wonderful male staff rush to help...NOT! Instead they sit there watching, quietly laughing. But I AM WOMAN. Ha! I get in the car and open the sunroof. In goes the wood, out through said sunroof. Yes!!! Now, off to the plot.
Why is it that everytime you drive down a one lane path someone always wants to come down the other way. And it's usually a man. He very nicely reversed back but, oh dear, it's Mr talk-a-lot. He stops for a chat. 1 hour later and I am finally able to get on with getting the wood out of the car and starting my raised beds. Now I've worked the size out, it was cheaper to buy 2 3m planks and saw them in half, then use the 3.6m planks for the length. I get sawing. It doesn't look right. Get tape measure out, it's not 3m, I get an extra 6cm for nothing, ok. So now I have one sawn plank 1.5m and one 1.56m, ah ha! It's not going to get me because I AM WOMAN. Saw the next one, get another 1.5m and 1.56m, so lets put the same size pieces together. All nice and neat, but, yes you guessed it, KNACKERING (my favourite word at the moment).
Now 2 nice raised beds all knocked together with nails looking nice. I wish. Plot slopes, didn't think of that, beds slope. Thinking it doesn't look great and I also have a large bit at the top where 2x 12ft and a 2ft path do not equal 30ft, 4ft space doing nothing. So this is when the brain wave happens, amend plans, turn the beds around. So now I will have 4 beds going up the plot instead of 2. I AM WOMAN. Looks good even if I only have 2 beds in at the moment. Will need to amend plans on how much wood I need to buy.
So here you go, my 2 lovely raised beds already for planting.