A wooden dilemma

I said Big John had offered to build me a compost bin, and to look at whether my shed is worth saving, but I think the best use for that wood would be for fencing, to keep the family-from-hell from climbing over the broken-down old fence and stealing the Italians' tomato stakes for their bonfires and barbecues. I told John this, and he said "Why don't I ask the council to mend the fence?" But I have asked our wonderful Allotment Officer, and nothing has been done, and I dread to think what will happen if the fence isn't fixed now that there are so few people down the allotment at any one time.