I'm having a right old struggle for motivation at the moment. After a week at work I get to Friday and I'm cream crackered. Handily that's all set to change, but for the moment it's business as usual and another few weeks of falling asleep on the sofa on a Friday night. On a more lighthearted note, I had a couple of hours on the allotment Saturday afternoon clearing the runner beans, Tomato plants, Courgettes and generally pottering around amusing myself. Whilst standing around between tasks a little robin was hopping around on the freshly dug ground in front of me looking for his tea. Now there's nothing unusual about that, except both the Robin and I were in the fruit cage! As I stood watching my little friend go about his business I wondered how I was going to get him out. Guessing that he'd followed me in through the open door, I couldn't just leave him in there all on his own, could I? Whilst pondering my next move, I wandered round to the compost bin with some pruning's and there was my little Robin mate waiting for me. Result, he's obviously managed to get back out of the cage, I'll shut the door and not have to worry about that problem, thinks I. Back to the digging with the cage door shut and, hello, Mr Robins back inside with me. Well now I'm confused, maybe there's two? although being quite territorial you don't normally see a pair of Robins. It was quite a while later that it finally dawned on me that it was the same little Robin, somehow getting through the cage mesh. A bit of investigation around the Raspberry canes and under the Strawberry planter finally revealed a small hole in the mesh that my little friend was using as a door to a free lunch. I've not got the heart to seal it up and I think that if Mr Robins been clever enough to find the hole and remember where it is then as far as I'm concerned he's entitled to free run of the place for the time being! After a morning out on the bike enjoying the Autumn sunshine I thought I'd better knuckle down Sunday afternoon and get a few hours in on project "Back Garden". I've heard this week that we had the highest one day rainfall ever recorded at the start of October and the state of the ground pays testament to that. The grounds sodden and fully compacted after god knows how many years buried under patio slabs, so it's hard going. A few hours with the big hammer, mattock, crow bar and stomping boots saw a bit of progress though. I've always said this was going to be a long term, slow going project and there's a limit to how much I can get done in a day before the daylight fails or my tired old muscle's start protesting. I suppose I could just work on the garden instead of running and cycling, but that's not going to happen, so slow going it's going to have to be.
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Paul PerrattOld enough to know better, young enough to still feel invincible, stupid enough to keep on trying the same thing again and again. Cyclist, Gardener, Runner, Hiker, Cook, Woodworker, Engineer, Jack of all trades and master of none, Anti social old git and all round miserable bugger. Archives
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