Nothing is wasted. About this time last year I amputated a section of a deck I built for my father. I made it a long time ago and one side had become rather rotten. So I lopped it off with a jigsaw; the rest was sound enough.
 I was left with a quantity of sawn off decking planks; I put aside those which were not too decayed thinking I might find some use for them.

 Today the thought occurred to me that it would be useful to have a raised platform on the allotment to put pots on. Those planks were just the ticket.