We had a lot of rain yesterday. Too much for Mr A to continue erecting the chicken wire around the top part of the garden, so he spent the day in his shed, drilling, sawing and hammering.
I didn't venture into the shed, for fear of discovering yet more shelves.
No more shelves (thank goodness) but a lovely bird table. Made of wood this time. He has secured it firmly to the concrete gate post...much to the amusement of our neighbour Dursune, who had never seen one in her life, and had no idea what it was. She clearly thinks I am quite mad, and is concerned that Mr A has lost the plot by encouraging my whims.