Contrary to what it must appear like it, we don’t actually spend all our time curtain twitching ……….. it’s only now and again(….ish), and then it’s generally at the back, as nothing really exciting happens at the front …..
……. but yesterday Nigel was beside himself as there was much manly activity under the bridge, across the other side of the river, in the form of some very robust log lifting ……. in fluorescent boiler suits and hoodies ……..
…….. and didn’t really care if he was regarded as a twitcher or not.
I suppose I should to be grateful that although the opposite bank is probably less than a hundred yards away as the crow flies, it’s good forty minutes to actually walk all the way round ……..
…….. otherwise young Nigel would be over there like a shot, full of his usual awe and wonder, hi-viz vest and hard hat on from our Girl’s High School days, absolutely desperate to be asked if he’d like to winch, splice or jigger something ……….
……. and then would you believe it, those pesky swimmers decided to to take a breather right in front of The Towers, about half an hour after said logging ended ……
……… Heaven help me!
2 comments:
"I suppose I should to be grateful that although the opposite bank is probably less than a hundred yards away as the crow flies, it’s good forty minutes to actually walk all the way round …….."
Nobody suggest to Nigel, that he could swim across, or get a dinghy or a canoe. Whatever you do, don't suggest a couple of zip lines.
Oh Mr D. I like the thought of the boyz going over the river on zip wires! It's all going on where you live boyz! Life is very dull here! JantheFan x
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