Major Ted!
Work goes on a pace. If there’s one thing I love and that is getting out there and doing stuff. I suppose it comes from my other self sufficient life? Oh and my very hands-on farming life. I well remember a rep calling and saying to me
‘Look at your hands!’
Horror writ large on his face, as his well manicured digits hovered over his order pad! I have my mum’s hands... large, capable! I can still feel the stinging on the back of my legs as I ran ahead of her up the stairs, in trouble again! And they say only children are spoilt!?!
Yes my hands are built for work, soil under the nails, I just love it! No acrylic nails for me thank you! Come to think of it it would be like putting lipstick on a pig... so wrong!
Anyway back to the greenhouse base. The slabs have been jiggled about, it is now a case of levelling. The husband is the main man here as my ‘That’ll do!’ mantra, all my life (yes really!) just won’t do. Reluctantly I will be the second-in-command, novel but there you are!
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