And it was all going so well!
I managed to dismantle most of the framework but the ridge and gable ends obviously had other ideas. Cathy to the rescue….again! However, even though her spirit was willing as usual, the flesh was a little too weak for this one. Cue the burly builder working in the house. “Just climb up this ladder mate and hold this for a couple of minutes while I remove the last few nuts will you?” Burly builder kindly obliged and down it came.
Sadly, there were a few glass tragedies along the way, 16 to be precise, plus a number of sheared nuts and bolts, glazing clips which pinged over the fence, the odd bent aluminium strut and finally …..as if it was trying to tell me what a bad idea this had been…….the wooden base turned out to be rotten! Three days later and I am left with lots and lots of glass and aluminium and not a clue how to put it all back together again!
Ah well, my friend got his greenhouse removed on time and for nothing so at least he’s happy! Maybe I’ll wake up tomorrow and find it was all just a bad dream! If not, re-assembly can wait until next year!