The journey back from Southern France takes its toll a bit these days. Our drive on Sunday was easy enough, but I somehow didn't actually do anything on Monday except shop for essentials and sit and surf/read/snooze. Made up for it with a manic Tuesday: three lots of washing, two batches of baking, potted up alyssum saxatiles, tended various dried out pots on the staging, replaced a dead hebe with a potentilla and planted aubrieta and a. saxatile beside it, planted out snowdrops and filled a hanging basket with blue pansies, and so on and so fifth. Yesterday: did nothing until the bench half-yearly in the evening. Yewf Court today, so if the pattern holds, stand by for a day of utter sloth tomorrow.
The fitter from Jokers Я Us Home improvements came on Tuesday as promised to replace a double glazing pane on which the seal had failed. Polite and competent, in total contrast to the dim, rude creatures one has to speak to at their call centre. He reckons that phoney leaded lights like those chosen by our predecessors are more prone to the seals failing than the lead-free variety. So if you're toying with replacing your windows, keep that in mind.
Now that the grass has been fed and weeded, we're hoping for fair weather at the weekend, else we could be in machete territory! There's no doubt, though, that the grass is vastly improved by Green Thumb's ministrations. When I tried tackling the moss and weeds myself, the stuff cost more than the quarterly maintenance visit, and we finished up with a zebra-striped lawn.
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