This morning I was having a brew sat in my favourite chair whilst picking fluff from my navel and listening to a tractor beating the s*** out of the hedges in our lane. Some would call the process 'Trimming', when there was an almighty bang inches from my head. A stone about the size of a golf ball had shot off the flail and somehow come through or over our tall hedge, smashed through the first thickness of our double glazing before getting lodged between the two layers of glass. We had toughened glass installed in case of bird strikes but didn't foresee missiles!
I dread to think what might have happened if we'd have had ordinary glass.
Here's the damage.
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From the outside.
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From the inside with the stone wedged between the two pieces of toughened glass.
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The farmer friend and neighbour was quite philosophical about it and just told me to get it fixed and send him the bill.
I still think I'll go out and buy my first ever Lottery ticket!
Ron
I dread to think what might have happened if we'd have had ordinary glass.
Here's the damage.
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From the outside.
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From the inside with the stone wedged between the two pieces of toughened glass.
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The farmer friend and neighbour was quite philosophical about it and just told me to get it fixed and send him the bill.
I still think I'll go out and buy my first ever Lottery ticket!
Ron
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