Long, expensive, tiring and slightly fruitless day....

with Ricky and his JCB.    All the terrace works that Chris wanted done simply couldn't be done because the ground is solid rock.  The new, expensive coil for the electricity cable cannot be put in place.  An alternative has to be found. 

Bits of rain throughout the day disrupted work from time to time.  My beautiful compost is now in the raised beds [along with a snake or two, no doubt] but unfortunately Ricky didn't pay any attention to the strawberries or the rhubarb, which are now completely buried and may never recover.  Never mind, although the garden looks like a building site again I can see that some progress has been made.

I would have liked to have chatted to Ricky more but he smokes about 50% of the time so I was only talking to him whilst not breathing, so any conversations were, of necessity, short.  The evening was fine, although cloudy.  We could have ploughed on with stuff but chose instead to sit and eat bread and cheese and drink beer and wine. 

I can push myself more when Chris has gone back to SA.