Day 1667 The sting

5th March 2022

I am amazed that the commercials on the radio and television over here that advertise medication. Some of it is pretty heavy stuff, they always speed through the small print at a hundred miles an hour, but there is always a side effect that results in death. Then at the end they recommend that you speak to a doctor before taking it. Isn’t that the wrong way round? I’ve never been to a doctor and told him what is wrong with me.

It was the warmest day of the year so far, up in the sixties, so outside we did go.

Job one was to clear out the space adjacent to the garage which had all the outdoor furniture stacked up. We moved everything, out and swept all the leaves that were trapped.

Job two was the building of the greenhouse.

There was a report of a wasp loose in the area. Dozy from the long winter, it flew about looking for its first victim, and guess who it found?

We carried the box containing the greenhouse through the garage to the back garden where we opened it.

I started checking the parts to make sure they were all there. Kelli was sitting, waiting to start the assembly procedure. Suddenly she shrieked in pain as this single solitary wasp, the only one in Holland, stung her on the finger.

There was a frantic moment of panic as I searched for my Boys own book of magic potions but couldn’t find that. Next was Google, warm water and an ice pack was suggested. I remembered that my mother used to put vinegar on stings, well she put it on everything, it might be a German thing.

Once the pain had subsided, she put a plaster on the wounded digit, well she puts a plaster on everything, no matter on the size of the wound, it must be an American thing.

We started the great build, connecting tubes and brackets, feeding bolts through holes until the structure was built.

There was a discussion about where to place it, “it must be in the sun” was the answer. We shuffled it across the garden to a suitable location, then stood back to admire our work.

Next we had to spray paint the mid century dresser, as it was warm, it was perfect to do that.

Next on the list was cleaning the deck, so with a bucket and a cloth I got on my knees and cleaned half of it. This was so I could store the patio furniture until the other half of the deck was done on another day.