I spent the best part of the day in the garden today. The grass had grown past the stage where I could in all honesty hold my head up high and look the neighbours in the eye and smile and say hello. Honey the dog would go for a riddle me ree and get lost for hours trying to find her way out.
However with 3 days annual leave and more importantly no rain, today was challenge the lawn mower and strimmer day. The strimmer gave up the ghost after five minutes, the grass was so wet it burnt the engine out and given that this particular strimmer belongs to my partner I thought it wise not to attempt using his mower.
Faced with the fact I have never fully replaced all my gardening tools since I left my marraige, I scoured the shed for something that would cut the grass down a little before mowing......no luck.........however in the kitchen I found my red kitchen scissors and for the next few hours proceeded to give the grass what felt like a haircut with these.....Dedication and commitment against the odds...I now have a lawn to die for, and looking at the neighbours with one eyebrow raised and head in the air.....But tommorrow I buy a new strimmer...definitely
On the travelling son front my boy tells me he has moved on to Jakera lodges at Playa Colorado, his days are spent canoing round the islands,one of the islanders very kindly lets him have use of his boat. He gets up in the mornings, takes off to swim with the dolpins, gets a skin slough from some fish that apparently feed on the dead skin cells of humans, knocks down a few coconuts for lunch and generally just enjoying the relaxation...I spoke with him online the other night when he had travelled an hour by bus to get to a computer to say he was fine.
He actually got a call on his mobile from work connected with the terrorist activities of late, so part of me is glad he decided to travel and get away for a well earned break, Im sure he needs it
Later in the day I got a call from my daughter in London to say there had been a bomb alert in her place of work and they all had to be evacuated, scary stuff, but she ended the conversation by saying she had been to a party at Kensington Palace, something associated with film and had been served free scallops and champangne, in her own words she got rather drunk and behaved as any commoner would on such occassions..its good to know she still has her sense of humour in tact despite the atmosphere of fear thats around at the moment
Tommorrow Im going to visit my Grandson who I believe has now found his feet and taken his first steps to independence and exploration. He has big fat turkey thighs, I cant wait to see those in action and of course get a big cuddle and kiss
In the meantime if anyone wants to hire a gardener, my scissors are still sharp and at £20 an hour its a snip