Appetite for reconstruction

It's 8:30pm once again. It happens so often.

I'm outside and rebuilding a climbing frame/den/slide/play thing for the weeWeir. Not alone, but with the inimitable Mr Carter.

Always fun to be building *stuff*. Even better when it's a wee treat and a bit of a laugh with a friend.

Here's to much joy for the weeWeir as she plays tomorrow.