Some Savage Craic, With Pat ....!

  So,  I've had a JCB down here, doing some work for me. He's finished up today, so Pat's asked him to push in some fence posts as he crawls back up the track on his way home. Good economics all round, obviously.

  And that's how come I was out, this afters, giving Pat a hand to get the old posts checked for viability. Those we couldn't break, by shoving them hard, would do. The ones that gave a sharp 'Crack!' at the base? Fucked.

  And, at each cracker, Pat had to crow bar a hole beside them. Then pound a new post in, just enough that they'd be standing there when the digger arrived.

  Now, being about as physically useful as a piece of wet newspaper, my job was simply to shove posts and bring fresh posts to lay beside the snappers.

  Pat would then use his quite scary physical energy to ram the crobar into the ground. I'd pick up the fresh post and feed it into the hole. Pat would then use the weighted steel tube which is a Post Driver to slam down on the post. Driving it in next to the old post.

  I'm really not sure how it happened. But, I was holding a new post in position as Pat slammed the post driver down like a man possessed. Catching the end of my finger with it!!!

  Oh and we laughed and laughed ....!