No, I'm not dead. I'm just having a quiet weekend. Someone's coming over tomorrow to measure and quote on a new side gate. The old one is no longer fit for this world. More importantly, it's no longer fit for the side path.
Bloody period houses. (When I say 'period', it was built in 1922.) The next one is going to look like this. With a staff to match. (In numbers. I don't mean staff covered in tiles and fancy woodwork.) (For anyone who's interested, this is in Jamaica.)