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Sunday, 9 May 2010

Challenge: Cut lawn and paint fence.....

So this morning we plan our day; breakfast, walk Digby, go to B&Q and buy wood stainer to paint gruesome fence (currently a vile blend of blue and green) come home and whilst I prepare a roast pork lunch Henri will cut lawn then we will together stain our large fence whilst yummy food cooks .... lending us the rest of the afternoon to watch a movie or play a game.... 

Not really worked out.  Digby walk was great, diverse chatter and plenty of laughter and we discovered a new dog walking route.  Fought through the traffic to B&Q only to realise we have left the wallet at home or more precisely on the bins (we did the recycling before coming out) - a small arguement ensued as to whose fault it was and then we calmed blaming no one as what is the point!  A|ll is not lost the lawn will be cut and we can do something else but I can't help feeling disappointed that again we won't really achieve one of the big things on our enormous list of things to do...... phew, as wallet found in next doors house, Henri starts the lawn and i prepare lunch.  All is well until I glimpse Henri outside using a strimnmer to cut the entire expanse of the lawn....taking him out a cuppa and piece of badly home baked cake he states it's broken - won't start.  Any petrol in it? Yes. Any oil in it? Yes. Ohh.  Stumped.  Ahhhh we've hit another wall.  You see, our car is tiny and cannot take a lawnmower to be fixed anywhere and we know that for call out it's not cheap so we've reached stalemate.  We have such a large lawn that we cannot not mow it but how do we get this damn thing fixed .....we'll think on it....(again; please any advice welcome)

Going back into the house I clock it is suddenly consumed by smoke from the sizzling fat on the pork in the oven, I open all the windows in every room and in doing so the wind knocks a treasured vase off it's base and it crashes to the floor spilling all it watery contents and the blooms everywhere. 

Was today the right day to start a domestic challenging blog? 

Am quite nervous as Henri has just been seen with nails and a hammer in his hand wondering past the kitchen windows...... am off to make sure no accidents happen .....

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