16th March 2022
Another trip out to purchase timber, ready mix cement and a load of compost.
I want to make a start on all the big outside jobs whilst Kelli paints and prepares other pieces.
On my journey back I was waiting at traffic lights opposite Bob Evans, otherwise know as heaven’s waiting room. I can see how it got it’s name, there was a constant stream of old dears shuffling towards the front door. It must be the only restaurant to have a walking stick rack. I used to go there with Dave, he was an older guy, but most of the waitresses were older than him, but he used to flirt with them all the time, I miss that.
I have often thought that I should go there once a year as a tribute to a great chap.
On the way back, I passed a house with a flagpole that had a large Trump flag flapping in the breeze. It must be an absolute nightmare when you want to sell the house next door to it, and that was what they were trying to do.
The sudden devaluation of your home is bad enough when there is an economical downturn, but to lose value due to the person next door being a douchebag is unbearable. I will be checking on progress.
Kelli was busy spraying and I was outside working on the base for the greenhouse and building the bottom frame for the raised bed. That extra hour of daylight is a great incentive to get things done





