The Western Frontier

There seems to be an overdose of techy stuff being written here lately. Let me rectify that with a demonstration of my defensive measures on our western frontier:

As you can see, it’s the perfect outpost for taking potshots at anyone attempting an invasion from that direction, and since our neighbour that way is a bona fide knight of the realm it seems wise to be prepared. I’m convinced my solid construction will withstand his lance long enough for me to hit him squarely on the nose with a plum* or two.

The original plan was to have the hatch open outwards, landing horizontally on the hedge and thus forming a perfect place to set your drink down, but it was a bit tricky to get the hinges in the right place and in the end, frankly, I couldn’t be arsed.

*We are paddling in the pesky things at the moment. If you like plums, feel free to come and get some. Unless you’re a knight.