Oh and hello all !!! I had a near death experience yesterday and I would like to share!! Lol. I was doing a bit of making good inside the finca with sand and cement, the roof rises from about 7 ft one end to about 15 ft the other. I had to get some muck round the steel at the top end so I got jo's ladder out, it is one of those small ones that every step extends,, to about 10 ft high, Well I set the ladder against the wall and proceeded to climb, I had in my left hand a pointing trowel and a hawk with the muck on ( for those of you that don't know, muck is a wet mix of sand and cement) I got to the required height and was about to start pointing, I had the hawk in my left hand, trowel in my right and I was comfortably set on the ladder ! I started to point and as I had to stretch out to fill a hole I felt the ladder move!! When I looked down I realised I had put the ladder on some plastic sheeting that was on the floor! Now as I was looking thinking this might not be good the ladder slowly but surely started to slide away from the wall at the bottom meaning I was getting lowers and lower from the top!! As the bottom got further from the wall the plastic sheet helped it get quicker!! The only thing that saved me from certain death was the finca walls are extremely roughly finished and built with large stones sticking out, but this in turn caused another problem. The ladder started to bounce down the wall. Now as I have a strong instinct for survival and love life( especially at the moment) I did what only I can consider to be a instinctive move. I tried to hold on to the wall with both hands having abandoned my tools to there own fate 15ft up!! ( each man for himself). !! Now this resulted in my bouncing on the original rung of the ladder with both feet, and tearing the skin from my hands as I tried to get a grip oft what seemed to be a wall full of razor blades!!! All the while getting closer to the ground !! So I abandoned the ladder with about 4 ft to touchdown and landed in a heap on a bag of cement and the old dogs bed Jo had moved( fortunately he wasn't on it). Well I was amazed to still be alive and the only injury I have is a cut thumb from feverishly tearing at the wall for grip!! But I would like to add that on the way down when I thought it was all over my life didn't flash before me as they say but what actually happened made me shower and change immediately! What a day. Xxx