Well i thought my slab laying/ patio exploits had finished after I completed our garden at the new bungalow we moved into this time last year.
Oh no . Fast forward a few months and my wonderful daughter advises me that her hubby is going to lay a patio. I’m under strict orders not to get involved as he is adamant he knows what he is doing. This all sounds great to me. A chat a few weeks back and it transpired all was not rosy in the garden. ( basically he hasn’t got a clue how to prepare a patio let alone lay one ).
Fast forward to today. I managed to get a half decent level to the garden after it had been dug out a little to much two weeks ago.
Got 2/3 of the slabs down this afternoon.
Aching like ....a 55 yr old T1 should ache......but really happy.
1. I can still do it.
2. The grandkids had great fun helping me mix and were both really useful when I needed something passing.
3. When the “ other “ grandparents turned up they kinda got ignored in preference of me. RESULT
4. I’ve only needed 2 bolus injections today. Ham and tomato cob didn’t need a bolus.
Gonna do the rest tomorrow, weather permitting. Aching now but recalling kids trying to mix compo is keeping smiling and pain freeish.
Blood sugars throughout the day? Don’t GAS when I have this much fun.