I try to always book my leave around Bank Holidays, I know that I still get the same amount of leave regardless but a week at each Bank Holiday makes it feel like I am having more full weeks off in a year. I don’t think that I have ever been more ready for time off than I was on Maundy Thursday, 2 April 2015. It was an early finish, 11:30 ish and I had the afternoon all planned out, including a nap. The best laid plans… The Engines BU were working until 16:00 but all of the Team were contracted for the early finish so I stayed in the office just in case. It did have a bonus though because the IS guys had the time to sort out the VPN on my work laptop. Consequently, I didn’t go to rehearsal that night because I was too exhausted so the first part of my leave didn’t quite go to plan.
After a fabulously refreshing 14 hour sleep (inorite!) my break began. Unusually for me, I managed to get loads of rest. Don’t get me wrong, there were some mad flurries of activity but at last, I found myself able to relax. I know that sounds daft but for so long, I have either spent holidays getting things done or just collapsing that this break has been a real treat.
Don’t get me wrong, Mr PinQ and I have done absolutely loads in the 12 days that we’ve been off but I feel great. So great in fact that after a fab day in Bath and Brizzle yesterday before ice-skating, I was shattered this morning and really didn’t want to go back to work.
I extended my holiday by a day!
After getting up at about 10:15, we had a major housework day. Despite it knackering me to the point of a three hour sleep in the early evening and being shattered now, I’m glad that we did, the kitchen and bathroom are gleaming. It is more obvious there because they were the two rooms that got trashed during our gardening marathon.
We spent three and a half back-breaking days digging up plants, weeding, re-landscaping, fencing (with wood and bamboo screen, not foils), laying anti-weed matting, re-planting, potting and covering the garden with bark chippings. It looks beautiful.
I decided to cut back the bamboo. Little did I know! Oh yes, I am well aware of how tough it can be when it is well established but after ruining a garden fork and spade on the first day, I certainly wasn’t expecting to then ruin a second fork ten minutes after getting it home! So. a few text messages later and we had a chainsaw on loan. It failed. Yes, that’s right, I said that it had failed.
I decided to try to undermine the bamboo’s foundations with a chisel and a lump hammer and it tried to fight back. Battle ensued.
Over three nights, I hammered and chiseled away at the roots and got over three quarters of the way through it. Where the spade, two forks and a chainsaw failed, my trusty lump hammer and one of my old, cheap chisels prevailed – although I think that i t is fair to say that bits of me still hurt, seven days later! On the fourth day, whilst I was at the hairdresser’s, Mr PinQ borrowed a grub axe from the gravedigger that lives across the road and got out the final root-ball.
Now that the garden is all pretty, we re getting four new chooks on Saturday! Charlotte, Dorothy, Evelyn and Florence – YAY!
Incidentally, I will now be doing Gold at ice-skating on Monday nights – DOUBLE YAY!