Story of the Ramps

Last night, for the first time, we actually enter their house. James and Elaine were delighted. I am glad the wooden ramps finally found its use.
Mary and I spent money constructing the ramps several years ago. The constructor made it with good heavy wood. It was too heavy and impracticle to cart around and was a white elephant from day one. Until now.
James was overjoyed to adopt the two planes of wood for their house. For a long time, James and Elaine had wanted to invite us into their house. Peng Mun and I have surprised them a couple of times by appearing in front of their gate. But we had never been in their house because there's two steps leading up to their front porch from inside the gate.
James and Elaine resolved to get us into the house in the coming CNY. James collected some material and began work hammering away last week, much to the curiosty of his neighbours. "What is James up to?" they asked Elaine.
"I don't know, you go and ask him" was Elaine's reply. She and her son, Justine were...erm... rather horrified. They were greatly relieved when the acquiring of our wooden ramps spelled an end for James's construction. I had no idea why so. "It's crude," said Elaine. But still I hadn't the slightest idea of what James was constructing. Last night, we see for ourselves.
James was putting up a rather complex structure of wooden blocks and planks that require nothing short of a manual to put it together. He was so very funny, trying to remember how the pieces of wood fit together, I couldn't help laughing. But here's truly a friend I can appreciate. He put in all his effort. God bless him. But no, no, I wouldn't even dare try out his construction.
However, James was pleased, proud and comforted when we did made use of three pieces of board from his trove to lessen the gradient of the ramps. And for the first time, we could go inside and admire their dwelling place. The ramps have found the right home.