9th October 2023
The drive back to Bradford on Avon was like I’d never been away. It was as if the same trucks were ahead slowing down the traffic. It didn’t get any better once I reached my town. The council have decided to close a main road causing lines of traffic as a welcome.
The guest had left the cottage early and Louise had already changed the bed covers.
I had my objective for the day, the giant buddleia in the garden was the first to go. Out came the loppers, and I began to trim the branches.

Very soon there was a massive pile blocking the path. There seemed a big difference between the size of the tree when it was standing, and the sprawling mess that lay before me. Now all I had to do was get it to the tip.

Unfortunately I only had two bags, so filling them up was a doddle.
On the way to the tip I came across another road closure. Now I had to drive back through the town encountering more traffic and school children. It was a torturous journey all for two bags of branches.
Louise had come up to help with the de-weeding, every little be helps.