Electric fencing gives one Power & the visitors from Hell (not mine)

Labour Weekend.  Three days to get lots of work done on the 'ranch'.   Important things like get the electric fences working and hooked up to the mains unit before the whole place is totally destructed by ponies giving themselves full body massages on the paling fence around the house garden.   And getting the water reticulation set up for pigs.

Wot 'appens?  Townie friends decide that it is such nice weather it would be really, really good to go and visit their friends who live not far from them, in the country.  Unannounced of course, and having in tow grotty, little tantrum throwing, idjits.

I escaped (thems what know me will understand totally and thems wot don't, it doesn't really matter).   Poor LIz, how she didn't bang some heads I really do not know.

I escaped to the back paddocks, and the fencing is going 'enough', if somewhat jerry rigged at this stage, but now I will go out and finish what didn't get done yesterday.   It is a 'while' since I did any fencing on a regular basis - the skills have not gone, but I certainly have slowed down rather.   Not having any fencing tools other than a chain link strainer didn't help though.   Had to make use with what I could locate in the garage.   However I am the 'queen' of make do and substitution.

The pig water is also 'sort of working', but also jerry rigged. (Liz did that) And better than what was going before, so that is a little progress.

Busked at the market on Sat.   Made a whole twelve bucks, still that let me indulge myself with a packet of toffee pops (they were on special at the NW).