For many months I've been asking Grant to arrange for a stile to be built over the fence leading to the house on the hill above ours. This house, which belongs to the mine owner, is unoccuppied and directly next door to Sue. With a stile, she and I would be able to visit each other without going the long route which is - for me - along our lane, up her steps to her house and in reverse when she comes to me.
Ten days ago I hit upon the brilliant idea of asking Stanley to build it for me. Together, we went through the items needed: wooden poles (Mr Borries, our neighbour, had asked him to chop down an exotic tree - he'd use those branches), a hammer and nails, which I subsequently bought in Eldoret.
On Monday Stanley could be seen (and heard!) hammering away on the bank above my "side" garden. With the office garden project on this week, Stanley only completed the ladder on Wednesday.
Today I attended a meeting with Sue, chef Wheatcliffe and his assistant, Caro at Sue's house. We discussed the menu for Monday and Tuesday for the VVIP's (more about this later) Of course, I used the stile!
Stanley, with the first part of the stile completed, was very proud of his handiwork, and rightly so!
Self portrait of me climbing over the fence via the stile
When I left for the meeting yesterday morning, Stanley was hoe-ing a bed in the side garden. As I stepped onto the stile and stepped cautiously onto each rung, it was all silent behind me. I turned and peered downwards, through the rubber tree foliage and said: "Stanley, are you watching me?" He answered "Yes". So I said "Do you see how well your ladder works. You've done a very good job, thank you!" To which he replied "Thanks" (pronounces it "tunks" !)
I hope you're all having a wonderful weekend.