My dad helped me, and it was wierd because, me and my dad don't really ever talk. I wasn't sure what to say half the time.. a very strange afternoon.
I should of been doing revision, but my dad mentioned a 'financial gain' so automatically I threw the text books on the floor and rushed to the decking to lather it in paint.
My father and I have agreed to make a new landscape pond in the near future, as the one we have looks very unnatural and out of place.
I was thinking something like this in my head, but the reality is probably something I lot less appeasing to the eye, knowing my dads tastes anyway.
I'm still exited though.