Hmmm. I could be shooting myself in the foot there, Calli.
DH has no peripheral vision so I can just picture the scene - and it won't be the one on the box lid.
'Do you think this bit's a tree or a potted plant?'
'Why is there so much sky? How am I supposed to tell one bit of blue from another?'
'Can you put the light on?'
'Any chance of a cuppa?'
'Oh dear, I've just dropped an essential corner bit. Would you mind?' 
Better not answer that!
I think I'll just wait for the wind to die down and then direct him across the yard to his Man Shed. 
DH's health issues mean I tend to wait on him a bit too much for his own good!
Unable to do anything outside because you can hardly stand up in the wind he's mooching about (from his armchair) looking for something to do.
I had planned to spend this morning catching up with the ironing which hasn't been done since Christmas! Time flies when you're having fun.
But....Himself has had me digging out the instruction manual for a water heater, ordering drill bits from Amazon, checking his prescription delivery date - in fact anything to prevent me from 'getting on.'
Good job I don't actually have the iron in my hand though as he's just requested, 'Something light for lunch please because I'm not getting much exercise at the moment!'
I've gone off ironing now.
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