Friday 16th February 2018

Path Day.

Oh man, despite not travelling back from Denmark, I guess the six hour drive and work the day before meant that I was running on empty again. Maybe not as bad as previous weeks, but still pooped.

Jools had the day off as Mulder needed to be taken to the vet, and I had an appointment with the doctor too, which did not need Jools having the morning off, but it did mean that getting the car back to the port could be done at about half seven, and the paperwork was done, and all was good, I just had to wait for Jools to finish in Tesco before coming to pick me up. But for some reason she was delayed, I still don't understand why, but I waited nearly 50 minutes at the port, in the warm sunshine, though it was still frosty, but it was Friday and the weekend was due to begin in about six hours or so.

Jools arrived just after half eight, we drive home for breakfast before I have my appointment.

And so by the time we get back, it is nearly lunch time, so we have lunch, left over KFC in rolls. As you do, and a brew, and then I can start work for the day. And as ever, there is a whole shitload of stuff to deal with. Mails, calls and the rest. And I have a very important document to get out. So all hands to the deck.

And all the while, three blokes were in the back garden, working hard, as they had for the two previous days, paying the path. The path we wanted laying, between the two new beds and winding its way from the patio to the shelter thing at the bottom of the garden.

They had dug out the path, laid the edging stones over the last two days, and now it was time to lay the ones on the middle. This required lots of bricks, all carried from the car port and stacked beside the shallow trench. A layer of sand was put down, then concrete, and finally the bricks. They also replaced the untidy borders of the other beds with laid bricks, and by two it was done. And looked spanking.

As the guys were banging and cutting stony things in the garden, the cats all did a vanishing act, so Mulder did not make his appointment again.

I offered them a beer, only one took up the offer as the others only liked "lager". Their loss.

It is a glorious afternoon, and we surveyed their good work and our planning, and for all the world it looked and felt like late spring. And I had done my work, so could wrap up. OK, travel expenses not done. At all. But we can't have everything. Why not wait until next week when they'll be another week's to do?

So the weekend can begin, and we really are as pleased as punch with the garden how it looks, and as the guys dug the path by hand, there was no deep ruts in the wild flower meadow. These things are important you know.

We have coffee. Chocolate. And listen to the radio.

And finally, we started to watch Altered Carbon on Netflix. Amazing where the evening went after that.....