Yearly Archives: 2013

Got conned into helping at the allotment, Marc and I started to clear the detritus left over from the previous owner(s)  I have a feeling that they must have had part shares in a chicken wire and wriggly tin recycling company from the amount we managed to tear, rip, pull … Continue reading →

Yes, it’s the weekend and not just any weekend. It’s a Bank Holiday Weekend!! Am I sat in a traffic queue heading for the coast for the quintessentially British tradition of going somewhere nice, only to spend half of the day sat in the car listening to the kids whinging?  … Continue reading →