One of my favourite blog writers has recently had a problem with a parent, so I thought I would share the latest installment of my problems with my dad.
He can't seem to cope with having space in his garden, which is a shame as it is quite big!
He gave my wife and I a section to use as a vegetable plot.
He had us put a shed on part of it - remember X-treme Shed Building?
He had us get another, bigger, shed put in too.
The next thing I know, he has asked my younger brother to order him a 10 foot long greenhouse. It has been ordered, can we assemble it when it arrives?
It arrives. Looking at the mass of metal and plastic we say that it will need a base to stand on - paving slabs and sand will be needed - younger brother has a truck, he should be able to get it.
Then my older brother chips in - don't use paving slab, use CONCRETE!
At this point I declare that if it is to be concrete, my older brother can do it - NOT ME!
Now, this is all very chaotic. And the worst part? My younger brother had it all under control in the first place - HE has already ordered the paving slabs! If I had gone and got some more, we would have had a massive pile of them!
Why the chaos?
My dad has, apparently, asked ALL THREE OF US to put up his BL%%&$ greenhouse! If my mom hadn't been going between us all I am sure that one of us would have turned up with a ton of slabs or concrete only to find the job done already!