14th August 2020
It was due to be in the high eighties today, just the day to do absolutely nothing, but there was not a chance of that.
Kelli had arranged for a regular customer to bring a dresser round for me to look at. The drawer fronts had white Formica stuck to them and she wanted it removed. This was not a difficult job as the laminate had started to peel away. We agreed what needed to be done, selecting a paint colour, and stripping the top, when slick Kelli showed off the latest dresser that we had just posted. “If you want something for a child’s room, why don’t you buy this one that’s already finished?” The sales pitch was perfect, I almost reached into my own pocket. The lady was excited, she agreed that it was “Darling” and bought it on the spot.

She was really interested in another dresser that is nearly done, putting me under pressure to finish the top. There was another person already interested, so Kelli needs to do a bit of probing to see if that person still wants it.

Oh the trials and tribulations of the furniture trade.
Getting back to the bamboo situation, we awoke to the sight of one of the plantings laying on the driveway, I guess the weight of it was too much for the sandy soil.
Kelli also had a number of warnings from friends on Facebook about the dangers of rampant bamboo roots, and the damage they can cause.
We had to put plan B into action which meant buying a few metal tubs to re-plant everything into. I didn’t like the thought of the roots undermining the driveway.
So the costs were going up, metal tubs, bags of potting soil, it was no longer the cheap job I thought it to be.
After finishing the re-potting it was pool time.
The new one is certainly much better than the old, with no air adding, and no water top ups.
It was so warm that there was very little noise from Kelli as she slid into her floater.
I can understand how water therapy is so popular, I can so easily fall asleep in this perfect place.