Follow the line

There were a few bits Brian needed to do to our reclaimed door, mend a damaged corner, replace the handle mechanism, and add some new hinges.

I had heard him come back indoors and thought it was time for a coffee break, but I could hear him rustling in the kitchen, “what are you looking for?” I enquired. “I need a felt tip pen”. “Okay, rather than use my kitchen one, I’ll get you one from the desk”. I wasn’t sure why he needed it, but he did say he might damage the point.

“I’ll put some tea on” I said. “Okay, I’ll be about 20 minutes.”

20 minutes later.