So, with a free morning today, we had a go:
|First, persuade your strimmer to come out of the shed|
|Next, strim round the places where the mower cannot reach, like under a bike|
|Continue until, as with their mechanical counterparts...|
|....one runs amok through the herb bed...|
|...and the other conks out completely|
T has gone to Joel's for a sleepover which means I don't have to think up 3 square meals for the next 24 hours as the girls don't seem to notice if it's wall to wall toast with the odd omlette thrown in for protein. I have been carrying on with my crocheted cockerel and filling in my field notebook for Summer School - any course where it is a requirement to purchase stationery gets off to a good start as far as I'm concerned. I've also been reading about the Great Ice Age and attempting to tidy the kitchen but I felt my allergy coming on again so gave up and picked some flowers instead.
|All from my garden!|