A great tonic.

The last week or so I've been pretty ill, first off, with a hot/cold no sleep, sick making sort of illness....

...then with a wheezy, coughing, breathlessness sort of thing.

I went to the doctors the first week, mainly due to being gently encouraged by my wife's foot. I swear the only reason she did that was so I would have to come back and stand there in front of her to tell her that..

.."the doctor said there was nothing wrong with me" sort of thing...

...which he kind of did...

.. well he told me to take Paracetamol to sort the temperature out.


But THIS time, THIS time was different!

I saw a different doctor, and he ended up sending me to the Chemists to collect Antibiotics, Steroids and two inhalers for my lungs.

Anyway - a few days into the treatment and I was feeling a bit better, so i went down to take a few units off the kitchen wall.

Which ended up with a visit to the shed and a lot of grunting and puffing (carefully putting on my super duper fine dust mask - before you say anything!) due to the fact I ripped a load of 6mm hardboard off one end of the inside of the shed.


I had previously bought some timber sheeting, which was for the internal floor, walls and roof - to make the shed a nice dry, wonderful place to be.


After I'd ripped all this sheeting off everything, I had a look at the structure and decided a lot had to be done to make it last another 10-20 years. The framework would have to be strengthened, and I would have to put a new roof on....

...the roof can wait until we're in and comfy, but the floor and walls need to be done soon - it's pretty damp and loose around the edges.

I must admit - an afternoon of hard labour made me feel incredibly good, the exertion really opened up my lungs, and I felt great!!