Bringing In The Sheaves.
Hey,
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It’s yet another Sunday, and it is a beautiful one.
I woke up once more to a marvellously blue sky and bright sunshine, there is a bit of blustery wind but who cares!
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I have fed my friends the birds too.
This morning they only got a cup of birdseed from the totally huge bag that I bought for them, because I have got no leftovers at all for them.
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Last night, instead of a takeaway from the Chinese, Big H got all domestic and decided to cook me his signature dish, which is pasta with pesto and tinned red salmon ( with all of the skin and bones removed from my portion), and which he served with a very nice, very chilled, white wine.
It was totally fresh and delicious and I ate a lot of what he served me with.
I ate the rest later on while watching a Sylvester Stallone film with him.
Sly is very fit and the answer to the Great Question Game would definitely be a “Yes”.
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It turned out to be a very busy day yesterday.
Because Big H was too ill to do the last two grass cuts last year, and the petrol lawn mower is too heavy for me to be able to get it along to the garden, the grass had gone wild and was disgracefully long all over the winter.
Because it was so sunny he suggested that we went along to the garden at lunchtime to do a first cut to try and get it back under control.
It took hours because he had to keep having a rest and I had to use a rake to scrape all of the cut grass into piles for putting into black plastic bags.
We could not collect it in the mower bag because it was too long and kept choking up the machine all of the time.
We ended up with fourteen bin bags full and we were totally knackered by the time we got home at 4.30 pm.
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All the more promising that Big H felt like cooking for me at sixish!
I think that the warmer weather is good for him.
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Once he gets up he will do his job and go to get the Sunday Times.
Then we will definitely have a pub lunch today….just because we can!
How good is that for a Sunday plan then!
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Please have a wonderful time yourself, because this day will not come again.
Lots of Love
J,x
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