We are a mole free zone.
We have a bill for £120, but we can now look out on G's well tended lawns without wincing at the disfiguring piles of soil.
We seem to have more birds in the garden than I have seen for years. Swallows & wrens are nesting in the stables, thrushes in the honeysuckle, blackbirds,sparrows robins & a variety of finches in unidentified corners of the garden.
The swallows do perch on the washing line on their approach to the stables & occasionally plop on the washing - only sheets & large items of course - this seems a small price to pay.
Swallows nested there every year until an extreme winter in the late eighties, I think, when the population was decimated.
I have had a quiet day - washing out (to entertain the swallows), floors washed then off to Coleshill to the cleaners, bank, chemists & hairdressers, to make an appointment for next week, prior to the wedding.
On to the gym for a good session & a swim then to Shirley to pick up Jessie from school.
She looked very cool in her yellow school dress, pink sun hat & pink, fur-trimmed thermal gloves. We read & coloured in teddy bears, deciding what each colour could hide in for an hour or so before coming home to prepare salmon for dinner...eventually.
G is mowing the field, first.
6 comments:
How is the bund coming along, presumably the idea is tom be completely tank proof come the apocolypse.
fine, tanks for asking!
The revelation is apparent, both william and the tomb are tanked.
The bund is growing.
I think that I am not tanked.
Thank you, God.
I have been up since 6.00am finishing my sermon.
The bath is running.
Da bund didn't stop da rascals nicking da mower and taking it out over da field hence da bund is growing and will gro more!
Da Bundmeister
Can we now expect tomatoes to grow on the bund?
g
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