11th October 2023
The great garden culling continues, this time it moved round the front of the shed.
The buddleia was equally eight feet tall, towering over everyone that walked past, as it was four feet off the ground making it like a threatening monster plant, day of the triffids perhaps.
Systematically I cut each section at a time, watching it fall on to the path. I thought it was best to chop it up and bag it rather than making a massive heap which would hamper any poor sod who wanted to pass. Thankfully at this time of year there are very few lost tourists to appear.
My progress was slow, but the garden bags were filling up and I could see another trip to the tip tomorrow looming.
As soon as the last bag was full it was my signal to stop for the day. Now the full extent of the damage to the shed, the years of neglect was obvious, now I had to do something drastic, the long term future of the structure is not secure, I will eventually remove it, but I’m not ready to do that yet, I have stuff in the spare bedroom that has to be dealt with first.
I’m quite pleased with myself, my self imposed schedule is working, I have tomorrow to complete the front tidy up, and I’m nearly halfway through my trip already.
Another Lifetime to go 