Having been reminded several times that the front vestibule had not seen a lick of paint since the coronation (slight exageration). This was the day when I had no option.
Setting to work dutifully, I soon got into the swing of things,quite enjoying it, but don’t tell anyone! When finished I stood back and was well pleased with the resulting labour. Kept going back for another look all afternoon.
Now don’t you just do that when you have done a job in the garden. We gardeners must seem a strange lot to the other 80% of the population. Tell them you spent most of the weekend working in the garden. Response! “no I could never do that.” Don’t get me wrong I love to see a bonny garden but no I could never do that!! Well everyone to their own but aren’t they missing out. Talking for my better half as well, we just love weeding, cutting the grass, trimming the edges, cutting the hedges, planting out.
Mind you thinking about it there is one job in the garden I am not to fond of, and that is removing the summer annuals from the borders in the autumn. Ah well, off to dream about getting the lawn mower out for the first time this year. (funny lot)
Result of our labour
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