"LITTLE PIGS, LITTLE PIGS ..."

 It's bloody freezing today and the weather has been wild for the last couple of days.

I'm sure that Richard and Shelley are glad that they didn't drive to Greytown where the weather is just as bad or worse I hear.

Shelley is unwell apparently and Richard has 'man flu'.

Lynn seems to have caught the 'man flu' I had and has been snuggling in bed all today. I ventured out this morning to get provisions and some Lemsip and Robitussin for her. The Thorndon pharmacy was closed so I had to walk to the Chemist Warehouse in Lambton Quay but didn't mind the walk as I'd dressed in 3 layers for it. One of the advantages of living in a close-to-the-city suburb is being able to easily walk to shops and services.

Yesterday, in the middle of  a major gale I had to do some emergency repairs to the rear fence which was threatening to collapse under the strong winds. I cobbled together some materials and nailed some bracing to the fence. This hopefully will hold until a repairman fixes the fence next week. I had to don waterproof overtrousers, my Muck boots and a 'souwester' raincoat to do this in. One thing that I miss about our house up north is the amount of spare timber and bits and pieces of building materials I had stored in the basement. These came in handy for emergency repairs. The downside of living in a tidy townhouse is the absence of these. I used some bits of wood that the handyman who is doing some work for us left awaiting finishing his chores next week. He'll have to buy some more timber now. Funny enough, when he was about to affix a bit of outdoor artwork to that very same fence he alerted me to the fact that it might fall down in a storm and has strengthening it on his list of things to do.

This is to go on the fence once it's repaired

Stay warm, stay safe and I hope that your houses don't blow down.