Morning all.
Bitt miffed to wake early this morning, one chance of a lie in.
Was up and at 'em yesterday to help my mate sort his chimney, another mate dropped scaffold for us in the morning and we had it done and dismantled again by evening. Stripping it down was interesting, when the top rails were off I was feeling quite exposed, far less comfortable than being on spikes at that height taking a top, and I'd already taken to free climbing the outside to get up and down rather than the ladder as it felt far better. What you're used to I suppose but strange how the mind works.
I've a lot of time for Igor Mick, some good memories of the stuff you've said about him on here, particularly one night when he had the wanderlust and I remember how frustrated you sounded, pacing around the house while awaiting his return! All the best to the wee bugger, I'd say he's a bit of an arbtalk legend!
Have a good one folks.