What can YOU say in six sentences?
(I thought it was about time I gave an explanation for one of the six about me challenge)
It isn’t just the more feminine pursuits in which I’ve been involved in this life of mine when it appears that what I have done is ‘not a lot’. Apart from fetching and carrying, I have mixed endless tons of concrete and mortar by hand, some of it whilst heavily pregnant, before we eventually purchased a cement mixer, this after I had ferried wheelbarrow loads of sand and bags of cement from the builders down the road. Over the years I have lost count of the amount of rubble I have shifted and the number of bricks that I have chipped clean of old mortar.
Probably the most impressive bit of D.I.Y. was the day that I knocked down a dividing wall in the house while my husband was out at work; by the time he arrived home I had cleared away all the blocks, mortar and plaster; if my memory serves me right, he said something like, “Good God, woman, what have you done!”.
I’ve helped to lift many a heavy beam, window and door surround into place, but refuse to do this any more since my hip replacement. I have tried my hand at bricking and plastering but my husband is so good at these things that I’ve not done a lot.