Up at 6:30, in the garden by 7:30am. Water, sow seeds because nothing has come up again, hunt around for stakes and netting to keep the pigeons and cats off. Chase cats off the onion seedlings again. K spends 4 hours just trimming the edges of the veggie beds. Make lots of wee chicken wire tunnels to keep birds off peas, which the cats like to run down, so chase them off as well. Wonder why nothing has geminated and work out it's the compost we bought. Collect 4 barrow loads of horse sh-t from the field. Oil the gite floor. Spend forever making a simple shelter for the end of the chicken run because you have to hunt about for nails and screws that are the right size, and lose your gimlet. I did, however, cut a weird angle perfectly, by hand. So it's not all doom. Then water everything, and sit down at 7pm. Repeat every day for the next 40 years.
We have decided that this is enough to be getting on with and anything else can go and sod itself! Building, baking, milling, etc, can wait.
Could have done with a photograph but I can't be arsed.
oiling the gite floor?? j'nai comprend pas...
ReplyDeleteoiling the gite floor?
ReplyDeleteI guess this is the bit the books encompass as 'really hard work, but worth it'. The tossers.
ReplyDeletePick up a glossy magazine like Country Living from two years ago and google the rural businesses therein. They're defunct. The owners have gone mad, broken physically or gone bust. Probably all three.
Still, better than the office and wondering.
We've oiled the floor - looks good and it better for the wood.
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