Feels as if it’s a nice day out. Gonna get out and do some gardening. Trellis to put up. Get started on the compost bins. Stuff like that. After sitting in front of the TV from 12.30 till ten yesterday. 4 games only the last of which didn’t go to plan. I either needed France to absolutely slaughter England or lose to them. As it is Wales came bottom and Ireland second. I suppose France were worthy winners of the tourney.
Feels as if I should also give some real attention to putting in an irrigation system. Something I was thinking about last year but made no progress. Now that I can walk it might happen this year. Also the wildflower meadow needs sorting out. The grass needs properly digging up and the area reseeding.
Today, as you probably know, is Mothering Sunday. The maid has been given permission to go and see her mother who lives a fair old walk away. Hopefully there will be a bus. It’s the only day off she gets though she has been whinging about being allowed to go on the church picnic. I am a good employer and will of course give her permission. As long as she gets all her jobs done before she goes.
That’ll be sometime in the summer. It’ll be OK as long as it doesn’t clash with the harvest. The runner beans don’t pick themselves yanow. THG said don’t worry she can sort the runner beans but I said hey, why do we employ a maid then. Then she replied that I live in a fantasy world and we don’t have a maid. Well she is spot on. Knows me well. No harm in dreaming.
THGs phone this morning has been ringing off the hook, so to speak. Mobile phones don’t have a hook per se do they? Offspring calling her to wish her happy mother’s day and apologising they couldn’t make it home. The pressures and pace of life of the modern world. I will have to be the surrogate kid. Already got up and made the tea. What more could a mother ask for?
The Sunday Service has got off to a good start. So far so good. I’ll let you know if it’s thumbs up or down very soon. Takes more than an opening hymn for me to be able to pass judgement. It’s coming from Antrim and has already mentioned St Patrick’s day aaand mothering sunday. I’d listen to it. I am. In the background.