My husband, the hero
A few years ago we had the front of our house paved with bricks, replacing some very shabby and broken asphalt. Since then the 'new yard' has done well.
Then my dear husband bought a pressure washer, to deal with a lot of moss that had been growing in the cracks and on the slabs at the back of the house. It was then that we realised just how much grot had built up on the front yard.
So Dave has worked during the hot weather to clean it all. Today was not hot. It was chucking it down, something I noted when I went for my boob-squishing appointment today. It was wet.
But Dave's trousers were soaked yesterday, and dropped in a heap in the kitchen. (Men.) So he decided he would just work in the rain, as he couldn't get much wetter than wet.
Comments about Mr Darcy? Not wholly appreciated.
Meanwhile, a hundred miles away, Rhiannon and her mum went on a welly walk.
She's 18 months now. So grown-up!
Then my dear husband bought a pressure washer, to deal with a lot of moss that had been growing in the cracks and on the slabs at the back of the house. It was then that we realised just how much grot had built up on the front yard.
So Dave has worked during the hot weather to clean it all. Today was not hot. It was chucking it down, something I noted when I went for my boob-squishing appointment today. It was wet.
But Dave's trousers were soaked yesterday, and dropped in a heap in the kitchen. (Men.) So he decided he would just work in the rain, as he couldn't get much wetter than wet.
Comments about Mr Darcy? Not wholly appreciated.
Meanwhile, a hundred miles away, Rhiannon and her mum went on a welly walk.
She's 18 months now. So grown-up!