Sunday was a bit grim, it rained all day and I had to get the trench ready for the hedge. I just came indoors when the rain got heavy and changed my clothes a couple of times to dry out. I worked til late and was disappointed when I couldn't sleep again.
Monday 14 July
Bastille Day so my hedge plants will be delayed an extra day but no problem everything's ready for them now. I got out there early and finished off. Then I went to Jardiland and stocked up with weedkiller - tomorrow's going to be an aggressive day! Today's a bit of a non-event really.
I saw 2 deer this morning, wandering quite casually through the field opposite the house. Birds are everywhere but luckily the swallows have obviously nested elsewhere and are not making daily attacks on the kitchen any more. I put the hammock up this afternoon for the first time and lay there, luxuriating in the novelty of the heat. I opened my eyes and there was the owl again, obviously can't tell day from night. The hare came back this evening but I thought I'd scared him off before I realised he was there. Anyway, he came back and ran madly around the garden quite a few times like he owns the place. The African Hoopoes ignored him. Kate didn't believe me about the birds so I took some photos a couple of days ago.
I washed all the garden furniture and put it out, just the lights to sort out and clean the house before Chris comes.
Decided to have some organic wine and see how that goes. It went quite well until my night time routine was disturbed by what I later realised was fireworks
Tuesday 15 July
Weeded all day, cut back blackberries and trimmed laurels by Poney Club. It was very hot. My car remote broke, the livebox had a hissy fit. The photinia have got aphids so I must get out first thing to buy something to treat them with. Had better days.
Wed 16 July
Shopped early and came back to kill those pesky aphids. I wrote to the plant suppliers to ask what is going on with my hedge and basically they're out of stock and said they'll deliver Friday. I said that's no good because I won't be here on Saturday so they've deferred delivery until Tuesday. The bloody trench will need redigging by then! Stuart came but couldn't get his strimmer to work so all in all not a good day. I am moving stones and pretending it's good for my figure.
In fact I moved stones and faffed around in the garden til after 10 but still find it difficult to sleep. Perhaps I should start drinking alcohol again!
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