One Man’s Waste …
As the moon rose above the horizon wreathed in the sunset pinked clouds I was just coming in from a stint at the bottom of the jungle. After a very hot sunny day – which I spent indoors working on some things – I needed some physical exercise and fresh air – so I went to dig a trench. I am going to but a herringbone of bricks against the fence at the end to make a zig zag edge which is compacted enough to stand pots on.
In digging in the really nice soil I have I found a tonne more glass – in small sheets and big chunks – why anyone buries their windows at the bottom of the garden I really don’t know! Then I found more slate to go on the slate bed and finally I found two huge local stones buried, So a shallow bit of digging ended up needing a health and safety risk assessment and some strong muscles to get the stones out and moved – more hard landscaping to complete the partial rockery I already have.
Next I wrestled with the network of nettle roots … ladies seriously do not waste money on a fancy gym – find some one with a nettle patch that needs uprooting; it works the core as well as all the arm and leg muscles … and it is very satisfying when you get a big network out in one