My Dad was a Master Builder, and took a great pride in his work.
He had several chuckles at our attempts at DIY, but he was always there to offer advice and never made anyone feel silly or inferior if they cocked up.
Hubby and I put a back door into our bungalow in Poole and too late realised we had a long drop onto the drive, so he made a step. We called it Little Bedrock as it was a sort of brick, slab and crazy paving effort, but it did the job.
My Dad, bless him, knew it was an unorthodox way of doing it, but true to form, he offered Hubby some praise and said
‘I wouldn’t have done it quite that way myself, but it works!’
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