This week's throwback Thursday takes us back ten years, with a post from 1 July 2007.
After the few glorious days we had whilst Sue, Wendy and Phil were with us, this week started quite badly – rain and thunderstorms. However, the rain stopped mid-week and so we thought we would be able to cut the grass before the weekend. We really need three or four dry days to allow the ground to firm a bit, otherwise the mower goes into wheel-spinning mode at every turn! On Thursday I went out and flattened mole hills, thinking as I went, “Forgive me, for I have sinned. It has been thirteen days since my last flattening of mole hills.”
Four hundred and forty rotten nine mole hills I had to flatten. I counted them as I was doing it. Four hundred and forty-nine! Still, it was done, and would only need a quick run around before mowing on Friday, provided the weather holds.
I did a run around on Friday before mowing and flattened the fifty-three new ones that had appeared. We have put a couple of ultrasound mole repellers in, which claim to have an effective radius of twelve metres each. They are effective, but to four rather than twelve metres. If I can use some of these to clear the land, I should only need to place one every six to eight metres around the perimeter to keep them out. In theory. As Yogi Berra is claimed to have said, “In theory there is no difference between theory and practice. In practice there often is.”
Meanwhile the garden (field) is looking better. The trees are beginning to look like trees and the small fruits are doing very well. Here are one each of the red- and black-currant bushes after we had harvested them for the available ripe fruit. I know, I should have taken the pictures before pillaging them, but I didn’t.
Clare started work on Rik’s staircase on Friday, Michel the menuisier having arrived on Thursday to confirm he had built it and it was ready for varnishing. The job seems to be going well. Clare did five hours on Friday and, I think, four on Saturday. She will return tomorrow, Monday, to finish it and put a second coat on the treads. Rik returns with his kids on Wednesday and his wife at the weekend. We are looking forward to that – they are nice people.
On Friday, as promised, we went to the garage to see if my Mazda was ready. Sadly, the mechanic, Yoris, had been off sick all week which meant the owner couldn’t do the work he wanted. Latest promise is Tuesday. I have said I shall call around on Wednesday to collect it. Fingers crossed but again, don’t hold your breath.
We decided on Saturday that, although we are not yet in a position to paint the whole of the front of the house, the colour paint we have is sufficiently close to the rest of the house that things can only be improved by covering the almost-white area with something that is not almost white. We also have some grey that seemed to be not too far from the grey part at the bottom of the wall. So, brushes in hand, we set about doing it. The picture was taken today after the paint had dried.
Whilst doing that we were visited by two horses on walkabout. They did help a little with the grass near the main gate, which I had not cut. Eventually their owner turned up in his small van, tied them to the back and slowly led them home.