God morning from a drizzly Bristol.
Bon voyage, Ash, I hope you have calm seas. All the best to oldd.
There was an amusing event here yesterday. The residents have been complaining that the “gardeners” have barely mown the lawns, let alone the landscaping that we pay for. There were unflattering comments at the meeting with the boss.
Out of nowhere, all week, a team of 4 men have been wielding secateurs, hedge trimmers, etc., and the change is spectacular. Several years worth of growth is being taken out of beds and hedges, dead shrubs, ditto. There are two very unsightly hedges round my flat. They have been transformed and will look lovely when recovered from their chop. I had asked them to do something about them and was told I knew nothing about gardening, that self-seedlings were “suckers” and patronised rotten.
A couple of hours later, I spoke to them again and had my comments proudly repeated to me and everything I had asked for had been done! Amazing what a word in the ear of the warden achieves.
Tai chi this morning. Rearranging of remaining furniture after charity collection. Not holding my breath regarding start of work on Monday.
Lovely to see you posting yesterday, Urms.
Love to all. Carpe diem 🦩🦩🦩🦩🦩