Worse yet, my mannity levels were decreasing by the day as I ran around after the pair of them fetching them biscuits and curtseying whilst talking in a weird cockney girl voice as they wielded blades of fury amidst blizzards of sawdust.
That paragraph deserves some sort of literature award. Well done!
Also, speaking of drinking beer on your deck: When are you going to do more beer reviews?
Even my deck is complete and doesn't look like a hazardous death trap I might consider doing one. The shop has opened back up!!