My deepest sympathies for your poor back. I thought this tale may cheer you up. Whilst working as a landscaper in the north of England I agreed to deliver some railway sleepers to a clients house "supply only" . Now these are not yer piddlin' little sleepers as you tend to see over here in oz. These are 9 feet long (excuse the imperial measurements!) 10 inches wide and about 5 inches deep, hardwood and impregnated with tar... and they're bloody heavy. Anyway I turn up at the address, just manage to sling one on my shoulder and knock on the door.The lady tells me its "just round the side" so I go to the side of the house to be confronted with about 12 steps UPWARDS! Anyway after huffin and puffin up the steps she meets me at the top and instructs me to "go through the living room and out the other side". So whilst kicking off my boots, balancing this beast on my shoulder and trying not take out the patio doors I shuffle my way through the living room and out onto the verandah. But my journey was not yet over, oh no. "Just put them down there in the garden" she says. I look down into the garden and to my horror see that the only way down is a spiral staircase! And I still had another three to go!!! After the last one was in she thanked me and calmly informed me that as soon as her brother turned up with his chainsaw to CHOP THEM IN HALF she would put them in place:o .
I managed not to punch her lights out, smiled sweetly, took my $20 and chalked one up to experience.