Where the fossils will spend their days

There are seven metres from the North street-facing wall to the house which we intend enclosing to form a sheltered patio. The idea is that Grace will bring me freshly brewed coffee and inviting looking drinks at regular intervals (the ones with the umbrellas) whilst I contemplate the state of the world.

This is what it may look like.

Of course there will be space for a barbecue on which we can throw the odd lamb chop or two.

Not too shoddy hey Ron!

No space for a lawn mower - Drat.