Not travelling light

After a total mix-up with the builders merchant we finally get 2 tons of gravel delivered, craned up and over our front wall. This gravel still has some ground to cover...200 feet away. Fingers crossed our old wonky wheel barrow is up to the task. Oh, and that Chris is too.

Part of the route (crossing our neighbours ground a bit):

The sky is turning grey and sees the end of our sunny spell. Bad news for project work.