It was a normal phone call from my sister. We just talked about the normal stuff which had happened in our week and then she asked if I wanted to join her. Of course the answer was going to be yes. If she needed some help, I would be the first to step up to the plate and help her out. Then she told me what she wanted help with and I instantly regretted my instinctive reaction.
I’ve just come back from a great day out with my dad. We headed to the Goodwood Festival of Speed, saw some old cars, saw some very fast cars and saw a few famous racing drivers. It was a hugely enjoyable day out.
We were walking around the garden centre at the weekend, we had gone to try and buy a plant which won’t just wither up and die in our garden. It has been a challenge ever since I took over the bulk of the gardening work. Watering has never been high on my priority list when a plant can’t find it in itself to drink from the ground, then I just don’t think that it was designed to live in my back garden.