MARGARET’S off into town to get a load of shopping and I get busy making a ‘secret something’ in the office.

A courier delivers the new tarp for the smoker shelter roof…I need a dry day (or maybe even two) to get the adhesive and felt on and that ain’t happening anytime soon. The existing three-tarp improvisation was never gonna be anything but very temporary, so I start getting it down and set about putting the new one on. Int he wind. In monster wind.

It’s a huge challenge trying to get to on and secured on my tod, but after a few tree retrievals and other setbacks I finally get it done.

Duncan and Irene are coming tonight so I get seek prep done on the chicken enchiladas then Margaret comes home with a mo tbh; s-worth of shopping to put away.

We have a grand night with our pals..and when they leave just after midnight it’s windier than ever. I’m glad I got the one-piece tarp on and relatively secure.