|Part of our woodpile...|
I was never under any illusion that the "good life" portrayed in the TV series would be bloomin' hard work, but Barbara and Tom always seemed so happy; broke, but happy. That's something that's always stayed with me and it came home to me today that I'm pretty darned close to living my dream (modest as it is). Me & Steve were out in the garden up to our necks in wood and mud in the middle of a downpour but still giggling & mucking around; there's something quite special about hard manual labour, especially when you're both pulling towards the same goal.
|Log shifting. That top won't stay white for long...|
|New floor mats - with duct tape!|
Having spent an entire day lugging logs and shifting soil I'm now planning to put my feet up with a cold beer and a good movie. Although it's not all that long until Christmas, so maybe I should be spending my time making crackers that don't "crack" and writing jokes about "ooh aah" birds...
|Embryonic veg plot.|
|Done! Though very confused about the pattern|
of the dirt on my top...