When Ma worked in R&D they did a lot on safety. They needed to have “working at height permits” for anything above four feet.
Well yesterday was a day for permits because they started on the roof.
In fact they started before the inspector from the insurance got there which may go down like a lump of lead.
What can you do but grin and bear it and fork out the cash!
While I may on occasion look like a sherpas sheep the highest I usually get is my throne which is quite enough to keep trouble in check.
Some kitty though is making the rounds on Facebook for scaling the pet equivalent of Everest. That feline would frighten the life out of me.
I’ll stick to sofas.