Up to my ears in garden clean up this weekend. My friend and his wife has a buisness cleaning up yards and farms, etc (I can't really imagine a job I'd like less).
I didn't do much, but was sweating like a navvy and staggering around like an old drunk by the end of the day. Good job my mate and his wife are made of sterner stuff, they really jumped in, felled a few nusicanse trees and lots of unwanted tangles of shrubs, cleaned out and weeded long neglected garden beds, rotary hoe'd and then levelled a section of the yard ready for some raised garden beds. We took a few loads of rubbish in his truck to the dump and they will be back tomorrow with the stump grinder and a truckload of mulch. I won't need any rocking tonight.
It will be good to get it all done though, between travelling away with work with my late wife for five years, nursing her for a year and being a widow looking after my useless (but reasonably pleasent son) the place has gone to wrack and ruin and has been a bit of an eyesore (especially given the fact that I have a old landrover and several motorbikes under tarps and spare 4wd wheels and tyres, etc cluttering up the joint.
lWith the heat and my poor state of health, I'm a shot duck, best be getting an early night.
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