I cannot rage enough about not being a handy person. I attended an all girls’ school in the 1960s and there was not a thought at that time that girls might need to do woodwork or technical drawing as a life skill. Instead we contented ourselves with cooking which was something at least. These days both are optional and so it is possible to leave school unable to do either.
It drives me mad in hardware stores when people tell me to just build this or that or apply something or other when it is an impossible task. Recently I was told that it was easy to apply a silicone seal to a leaking shower base. I wish the sales person had been nearby as I managed to get it everywhere and all over myself without addressing the problem in question to any satisfactory degree.
The frames for kiwifruit, raspberries and brambleberries are no doubt easy to make if you know how or have the right tools but I don’t.
Even the business of sanding woodwork in the garden seems to land me in trouble. Last summer I sanded back all the woodwork and stained and oiled it only to spend more money at the physiotherapist than it would have cost to pay someone to do it in the first place. But I will not be beaten. I have purchased a hand sander and I am now determined to have the external woodwork gleaming before the winter proper sets in. This is the problem, I will let you know when it is presentable again.
I did think about this at the time that I had the steps and deck and planter boxes built and it was a conscious decision to have a strip of wood around the top of the boxes so that I can sit on them and weed or plant or just have cup of tea but what seems like a good idea at the time frequently proves more problematic as time goes on.