His plan worked like a charm. Within 5 minutes I had found a 8ft long table, perfect for the greenhouse. Its $10 price tag didn't hurt either.
The legs had to be unscrewed prior to getting it into the trunk. Normally I would have been on the other end of that sucker but the nice shop manager wouldn't hear of it. Little does he know, when it comes to hauling home finds, my husband and I are a well oiled team.
A few days of sawing and hammering in the barn and it sports a new lower shelf and some sturdy bracing.
The big job this week was topping up all the beds with four inches of topsoil, plus household compost and mushroom manure. Then we covered them all with heavy duty plastic to dry out and warm up, plus I didn't want all that goodness to be washed away. Only just in time as the next day the rain came down in sheets.
No wonder they say Pacific Northwest people have webbed feet.