The Gorse Fox has been busy. Plans were clear. A stunning day would start with a brief trip to Lancing to get some lights for the deck, which would then be fitted....

Well, that was where the plans went wrong. The Silver Vixen accompanied him to Lancing. The intended shop was located and we spent some time browsing and comparing the various offerings. In the end we decided on the size and hue that we wanted... only to find they had run out of that particular selection.

"We ought to look at BBQs while we're out" the Silver Vixen announced. As Cousteau-cub illustrated in her blog, the old one is well past its best. The next part of the quest took us to a large, local garden centre.

Walking in we had to pass the garden furniture to get to the selecton of BBQs. "These are nice" said SV as she sank into a chair which was part of a £1500 set. After trying each of the sets we arrived at the BBQs and decided there was not a suitable candidate. But, now that we had thought about it, maybe some furniture for the deck would be appropriate.

We headed off to another garden centre and selected a nice table, parasol, and six chairs, which we then had to get home. The Golf could only carry the chairs, and a second trip was required in the RAV4 to collect the table. Needless to say everything was wrapped in cardboard and foam, and the table need assembly... so that meant a trip to the dump to dispose of the cardboard (now flattened for recycling, of course).

Ultimately it was all worthwhile, and the GF now sits at the table on the deck, with the laptop on his knee, reporting on how he failed to fit the lights in the deck.

[File under: Diary]