Quiet weekends....

There is something about the weekend, a peaceful restful time for relaxing with errr the chainsaw actually.

I sit here shrouded in sawdust, the other day it was how we found the xantia in Tescos, it was the only car liberally coated in sawdust. My fingers are tingling my shoulders are aching. We cut the best part of a ton of oak and beech this afternoon, great in terms of things like fires that stay in overnight not so much fun when you need to saw it up and split it.

This is of course where a parent comes to rely on teenage children and rely on them we can.

They have spent all day in front of the television.

I knew we could rely on them to do that....

Not quite true; big D has been out with us on the wood and Taliesin has been out, not sure what he has been doing but he has been doing it.

Still have done all this work is a good excuse to open a beer in the afternoon.

Management has collected yet more french beans from the garden and you just cannot beat that.


Cold French Beer and raw beans, what a combination, luxury....


R