It’d involve at least several months of spending your Sundays chasing snags, getting cold, wet and frustrated, swearing profusely, losing skin and blood, cursing whoever’s bright idea it was to fit that component there and put that sharp bit there, wrestling with 50-year old fastenings, you get the idea. It’s great fun! And yes I do mean that, I’d not be involved otherwise. At the minute we’ve a good but slightly smaller than ideal team, and the bacon sarnies, very nice Sunday dinners and an inexhaustible supply of coffee to hand can only be a good thing! 😀
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