The woman that has been holding me hostage for 45 years (you know, the one who's father very cleverly hired a ventriloquist to say "I do" at the registry office) has asked for a "swing" for her 66th birthday.
I thought she said "I want to
"swing" " but no, it is actually a garden swing that she wants.
All the ones I showed her "online" she pulled faces at and said no-way! So I have had to undertake the building of a swing.
The main timbers are 4" x 4" 10 foot fenceposts and so it should last for some considerable while. I started it this afternoon and I have built one side of it and the top cross-beam.
Here it is propped up on a spare baulk of timber on the patio. I have to complete the "A" frame with a cross-brace so I can flip it over to do the other side/end.
The "Really difficult bit" will be transporting it down to the bottom of the garden where she wants it to be installed under the big twisted willow tree.