My mother nearly has a garage wall again. Woo.

OK, so it's not entirely relevant. But... but... it's a compost bin that looks like a Dalek!

Brent has so much trouble with the paparazzi these days. (It should be fairly easy to keep further intruders out of my mother's house, though...)

View of the Waitakeres? Of course! Australia's over there somewhere I think...

Brent gets artistic.

The newly denuded lawn. Don't worry, tree-huggers, we'll be replacing it with something less... Australian.

Hey, wait a minute! Where did that enormous gum tree behind my mother's house go?

Oh.

Today's progress included the planting of some, erm, big-assed poles. Apparently they're part of the driveway's retaining wall. I'm going to trust Warren on this one.

Now Warren is making a driveway to our section in her back garden, and her house looks like this:

My mother's house used to look like this: