Po

You know when you see something and you think ‘there’s a story there….’ Well this was one of those moments.

Ironically, it wasn’t on ‘Teletubby Hill’ – the nickname we have for one of the lanes near the yard. It was further on. Made me laugh as it’s not what I was expecting to see on a Sunday afternoon.

Buddy and I had a lovely ride out. Apart from a bit of a wardrobe malfunction. His hi-viz sheet somehow flew over his tail and was flapping round in the strong winds. I couldn’t get it back in place while onboard, so I rode back sitting on it. It wasn’t the most comfortable, but at least it stopped it acting like a sail.

As Po would say ‘uh oh!’

Thicket

I may have got a bit carried way this afternoon. I was sat having lunch in the conservatory and got rather fixated on the swaying branches. Another tree was growing up behind the holly. It had reached the top of my neighbour’s garage!

In the wind today, it was swaying around like one of those inflatable men you see outside garages. The ones with long arms. They’ve probably got a proper name, but you know what I mean.

I’ve been meaning to cut the other tree down for ages, but seeing it flailing about in the wind spurred me into action. Nearly 3 hours and a lot more trimming, tidying and wedding later, I felt rather satisfied with my efforts.

Of course I looked rather windswept and like I’d been dragged through a hedge backwards. But then I kinda did.

Tidy bush

I had a rude awakening this morning when the front door went at 8am. It was the gardeners for next door. My lovely neighbour had popped round on Monday to ask if I wanted them to do my garden while they were doing his. He’s 98 and flipping amazing.

The front garden has been annoying me for a while now. It gone very wild. So took it as a sign that I needed to get it sorted.

He told me they were coming on Thursday. Seems he got the day wrong. So there’s me walking round the front garden in my dressing gown with the bloke talking about what needed trimming. Not really my forte, so left them to it.

Of course, then I had to listen to hedge trimmers, choppers and all manner of garden equipment. It was slightly distracting and a tad hard to concentrate.

The kittens were less than impressed. Especially when one of the blokes’ dog came through the ‘cat hole’ and ran round the garden. He was having so much fun, he didn’t want to go back.

After they’d left, I thought I’d best go and do a bit of weeding now I could actually see what’s there. Well till the rain came again.

Oh well, at least I have neatly trimmed bushes (insert your own jokes here).

Trimmed bushes

Yesterday my next door neighbour popped round and asked if I wanted his gardener to give me a quote to cut back my hedges and bushes. They had gotten rather out of hand, so it was a good call.

Being British, I apologised profusely for letting them get so overgrown. They were encroaching on his driveway somewhat. He’s 96 and so lovely, I did feel awful.

So bright and early the garden crew was there and all of my hedges and bushes were give a rather dramatic post-lockdown haircut!

I can now see just how much they’ve grown and how congested the borders have gotten. I can feel a cull coming on…

Lopper happy

So I may have gotten a little carried away with my pruning today. 😳

This bush was taking over the driveway. Every time I reversed out, I ended up in it. So it got a good haircut. 3 full green bags later, I can reverse out with ease.

I have more border to fill and even found a hydrangea that was hiding under there.

Cutbacks

I may have gone a bit gung-ho with my pruning today. 🤪 In all seriousness, it needed to be done. This bush was so heavy it had fallen forward and was crushing the flowers underneath. It was taking over the border too.

It has been annoying me so it needed to go. I’ve done as much as I can. I need a bigger saw to cut through the trunk now.

Oh and I have to get rid of the debris. Let’s see how much I can get in my little car…