DIY is a casualty of Covid

I’ve already mentioned the horrendous waiting times for hopeful delivery in respect of Hubby’s shed, which is why he still hasn’t got one.  The idea of paying £300 to £500 or so upfront for something that MAY be available for delivery in five months is a definite No No in my book. I would have no objection putting down a refundable deposit of say 10% to secure an order and fixed price for one, but no way are they getting the whole lot only to cancel and then fob us off with a credit note rather than refund.
Patiently waiting

Getting other building supplies has been very hit and miss, but now with our archway collapsing, we need a new framework to support our clematis. You would think that would be quite straightforward don’t you. Welcome to our world.
The local timber merchants had suitable wood, but no post mix. The metaposts available had 24 inch spikes on them and there is no way we could bang them into the ground here.
The guy said he was unable to get a delivery of post mix until the beginning of October as it was hard to come by but helpfully offered us ballast and concrete………… 25 kilo bags of each for a job where we’d only want about 10 kilos in total.
We tried elsewhere locally and they had wood, but 4.2 m rather than the 2.4 m lengths we wanted (that would just fit in the car), and no, they wouldn’t cut or deliver it.
We came home for a much needed cup of tea and had a quick lunch of sausages, beans and mash. We looked on-line at readymade arches and balked at the prices, so time for plan B.
We loaded up the dog and went 25 miles away to a big DIY store. If we couldn’t get what we wanted there, we had three others to choose from on the same industrial estate.
Good plan………………. sort of.

It was early afternoon, and we don’t know the back roads well enough yet for the side of town we wanted so had to go in the way we were familiar with.
Two teenagers on pushbikes were playing chicken with the traffic and came straight for us. My window was down and I ungraciously told them to get out of the f***ing way! I got a mouthful back, and hope he fell off, seriously hurting himself and involving no-one else.
It only got worse.
It’s the start of a weekend.
It’s the summer holidays.
BUTLINS has reopened, and traffic in both directions was solid for about 2 miles.
Once past that though, and deciding we were definitely not going to come back that way, it was a doddle and we were at our destination less than 20 minutes later.
Hubby parked up, donned his mask and gloves, and went inside.
He was gone a while, so I people watched and breathed in when a lady in a huge maroon coloured tank started to reverse into the narrow gap beside us. She parked with little room on the driver’s side to get out, but stayed in the vehicle anyway until her partner came out with the few things he’d gone in for. Even then, she had to edge out so that he could open the passenger door to get inside. The irony? There were bigger spaces three cars down!
Hubby came back all smiles as he’d got EVERYTHING for the job. He bought 2 bags of post mix even though we only needed one, and 5 pieces of wood for the price of 4 as the checkout lad was fed up and told him could have a freebie rather than correct his mistake on the till.
Coming home was fine as we set the satnav and it routed us the back way. I made mental notes ready for the next visitation.

Hubby has now coated the base of the wood which will be in the concrete to protect it, and we will set to building the new framework tomorrow, weather permitting. Yesterday he was remodelling our raised vegetable bed ready for next year and I gave him a hand. I actually managed to get the nails in straight first time, and hit only the nails, not Hubby! Hurrah, improvement!!
It’s supposed to be dry and sunny over the weekend which is good as we want to get the washing up to date but bad as the holidaymakers from hell will be out. We’ll be busy in the garden so I don’t particularly care!


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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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23 Responses to DIY is a casualty of Covid

  1. fransiweinstein says:

    Why can’t anything be straightforward? (Sigh). At least your hubby got what you need. We live in a time when we must be grateful for small mercies.

  2. murisopsis says:

    So glad you were able to get your supplies – even if it caused a spike in your blood pressure!

  3. Damn. But at least it had a (semi) happy ending. That idiot in the parking lot was (sadly) to be expected. Same thing used to happen to me if I’d go out for a movie in the afternoon (usually a lot less people) and since I was early I had my pick of good seats. I’d find one and be waiting for the show to start, and some insanely tall twerp or someone wearing a danged hat and too impolite to take it off when they sat down would choose the seats directly in front of me. In fact there was a cluster of people in the middle of an otherwise empty theater. I asked a professor about that once and he said it’s something about how humans evolved and have this left over herd mentality and automatically crowd together instead of taking a spot more logical that’s further out. Sorry you had to experience it though. People are idiots, were before Covid and apparently still are.

  4. You make me chuckle! Teenagers think they are invincible! Wait until they are adults and get pissed off by some pain in the ass teenagers goofing off while trying to get somewhere! Also chuckled about the van parking next to you. Yesterday after work I met David at Home Depot so we could look at the kitchen cabinets. The place was not very busy and I pulled in to a spot with probably six spots around either side of my car, to wait for David to arrive. This minivan had to pull in next to me from the spot behind me, so I saw her driving diagonally into the spot next to me, thinking my back bumper was going to get knocked off. I have no idea what the reason for the move was! She stayed in the car too.I like staying home! Lol

  5. Sadje says:

    That’s good! I am eager to see the end result.

  6. Maggie says:

    We had material delivered early on. Thank goodness we did not wait.

  7. willowdot21 says:

    On the whole more positive than negative 💜

  8. Msdedeng says:

    Creativity was one of the positive things to come out of COVID.
    Looks good to me 🙂

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