Just spent all day at it and now my back is probably broken and I've probably caught Housemaid's Knee and Hey Fever as well.
I blame the parents. Bloody slave-drivers.
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Just spent all day at it and now my back is probably broken and I've probably caught Housemaid's Knee and Hey Fever as well.
I blame the parents. Bloody slave-drivers.
Ask Burnley if he'll do it for you. Apparently he does that sort of thing for fun. :shrug:
Oh, my very own Mum and Dad also do it for fun. So to speak. That's the trouble.Quote:
Originally Posted by Ash
Someone asked my this recently - don’t you miss your garden...all that greenery, the foxes, the barbecues etc etc
(Live in an apartment now)
Answer was no...just because of the gardening. Just couldn’t do it anymore.
I do miss my foxes though...lovely family.
The biggest problem with having a garden is that the ****s next door will have one as well.Quote:
Originally Posted by Tony C
No worries about that here; nearest neighbours are a couple of miles away. It was merely a thinly-disguised boast about what a big one I've got.Quote:
Originally Posted by Peter
Garden, that is :-\
I share your pain, red. I've filled more brown bins than I can count recently and still have two to go and a massive pile of trimmings in the back waiting to be dealt with. And I still have composting, feeding and barking to come. :-(Quote:
Originally Posted by redgunamo
That said, after a hard day in the garden what could be better than a cold beer or G&T overlooking the results of your effort. :cloud9: