You will know, should you have read my post, http://joebangles.blog.co.uk/2008/03/24/no-problem-i-said-3930948
That by now the new whirly was sitting ready for it's erection.
Start raking soil from around the old whirly and discover the concrete foundation where some idiot labourer had decided to dump the excess concrete that he had over made that day. Washing is heavy, wet washing can be very heavy, but, the rock of Gibraltar!!!
I don't know if there is such a thing as, The Law of Leverage, if there is not, then there should be. Old whirly six foot high, multiply that by some factor or other, pull at the top, and out comes the concrete lump.
No it dosen't, it snaps off at the point where it dissapears into the lump.
Return to DIY store, one pointy chisel, one 1 inch chisel and a 6lb, ( I know, that should be kilogrammes, hectogrammes or something ) club hammer, total price £29.
Take a cushion from the living room, God, I'll be in trouble when she finds out, sit beside concrete lump and commence work.
Two hours later, with a small pile of concrete chips beside me and two blunt chisels, I give in, ( Henry Moore, God alone knows how you managed all of those statues ). Stand up, bend over to pick up tools, pull muscle in back.
Tell Hazel, "You know what, a washing line would give you space for a rock garden".
Pssstttt, any idea where I can get hold of just a wee bit of dynamite.
27/03/08 @ 23:54