Our young dog chases his ball to the point of heat stroke, but self cools in a plastic scallop shell paddling pool.
In the greenhouse, says I, and be careful about the bit of fence wire near the door on your ankles.
“Yes dad”
Three minutes later through the window CRASH tinkle.
My Ejector seat fires me up and to the to Window, "You all right?"
"I'm OK dad, it was the dog."
When I get to the back door, she’s out of the greenhouse and checking the dog over, not a scratch on the stupid hound, two sheets of glass shattered in the greenhouse side.
He'd followed her down the garden and while she was getting the spray-gun off my greenhouse hose he was sniffing at stuff outside.
Something tickled his nose and he did his usual standing start six foot jump up and back, arse-end first straight into the side of the greenhouse.
Frightened by the noise he'd then legged it up the garden.
Double good fortune, no injuries and as at mum's it had been a 12'x8' with a 4' extension pack and I had settled for 12'x8', there is a reasonable stash of spare glass sheets under the tool shed workbench and I'd overestimated the quantity of mastic strips required when I'd re-erected it.
So just had to use two of my spare sheets of glass and reglaze one third of a side panel, quick job with all the bits to hand.
Stainless steel spring clips on aluminium frame hold glass onto mastic strips on Y shaped channels sitting each side of an over hanging arrowhead.
Feeling very relieved.
