The haphazard ramblings of DIY on a previously unloved Victorian Terrace house.
Monday 27 July 2009
Fencing, bloody pea gravel, and cats
Wow another posting in quick succession. Maybe I should be spreading this out a bit. Then again, just get it done and over with. About time I caught up on things.
That's what happened this past weekend. We managed to get a bit of nice weather and with no other distractions we just got it done. The fence on the north side of the garden wasn't as bad as the other one but it was still a mish-mash of different panel styles and heights. It also had a 30 degree lean. Unlike the other side however, most of the posts could be reused.
4 hours work and voila. The few posts we did have to replace were all in deeply buried spike sockets so it was just a case of remove and replace. Originally I thought they were just loose in holes. No panel cutting, no heavy demolition, and no headaches.
The fence is finished!!!!!!!
Well almost. There is still the matter of awaiting the delivery and my installation of the gate.
We still have no shortage of pea gravel. The previous owner used it everywhere. There was a 4" deep beach of pea gravel in the front. Obviously a cheap way of hiding the ugly concrete beneath. The back garden has pea gravel along both fences. We've shovelled up and removed tonnes of it so far and as you can see in the pic above we still have tonnes to go.
While I hate the stuff with a passion there are those that seem to love it. The neighbourhood cats adore pea gravel. I think you can guess where this is heading. That's right the gravel has become the local communal cat box. Appropriate really for the dung heap. Maybe instead of pea gravel it should be called poo gravel.
Even where it has been removed, the little b*stards have continued to dig and poo. We've just lost 2 gro-bags full of lettuce to some cat digging in and crapping all over them. Several dozen bulbs of various varieties have also been dug up from their pots.
Well revenge is at hand. As soon as the gate goes up that will stop them. Or so we thought. For the past few weeks we've wedged an old fence panel between the shed and the fence to act as a gate. It has slowed them down a lot but there are a couple of would be gymnasts that are nimble enough to jump onto the fence, hop down for a quick dump & dig, and jump up and away to safety as soon as we chase them off.
Not for much longer. Introducing the prickle strip. These are plastic strips of conical spikes that attach to the top of fences or anywhere else you don't want creatures to roam. Don't get me wrong, I love cats. We have our own pair of psychotic fur balls. I just don't want everyone else's pride and joy using our veggie patch as an outhouse. The spikes won't harm or cut the animal but they are very uncomfortable and should keep them from jumping on the fence and into the garden.
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