Morning All
I had just got into bed and turned the lights out when I heard some "Clonks" as large rocks were turfed off the raised flower beds and onto the patio.
I went downstairs to the back door and turned the floodlight on and surprised Brock, who was leaning on his spade and having a fag.
I opened the door and told him to "Hop-It!" and put all the rocks back in place and came back indoors and washes all the mud off my hands.
It is very cold outside at 11:30 PM when you have nothing on but your slippers I can tell you!
He came back at 3AM for another go, but we saw him off again (herself's turn to stand there starkers at the back door).
This battle may go on for some time.
Have a great day everyone.