Lee and Goon make a start on the ground drain by the tree. It took a fair bit of digging,



...but they manage a reasonable job after a couple of hours.



I go around later with a shovel and barrow to collect the good soil. Meanwhile, at the back, Sing has been making some steps, down to the gate. I love his, 'on holliday' shorts.



Goon mixes the pug out the front and then brings it round in Sing's three wheeler.



Not long afterwards, the steps are waiting for their last touch-up and the usual brushing. As long as the foundations are ok and the steps don't sink too much, I am happy with the result.



Just time for a spot of pillar matching. Sing holds his last masterclass in our front garden.



Then it was time to say goodbye.



Actually, we all went down the road and got pissed. That is, I got hammered on 4 Lowcows and two Changs, danced with the Headmans maid, fell over a pig and made a right twat of myself. The others were crying with laughter. Later, I was assisted home. Regretably, there are no pictures.