No Peeping
I'm afraid I'm too tired and fed up to think about how nice it is to be half-undressed Sexy Jojo at the moment. I'm sure my gardener has ripped me off as just as I used to say to the barber when I was a teenager having to have my hair cut his expensive hedge trimmer on a pole only gives it a trim and tidies it up a bit. Finished it looked okay but as an important task it was useless and not worth one-hundred-and-forty quid. Thankfully I finally got another firm to finish off the service on my gas fire but I'm still not having much luck with trades people as it needed a bit of effort and when I came to burn the cuttings there just wasn't nearly enough to make me think otherwise. He had done only half the job too as he left all the ivy which is going rampant taking over the hedge saying it's good for wildlife. Well he should have aked me about that first so I won't be using him again and I've taken out my annoyance by getting out the ladder and parrot-beaks and laying into it with gusto. It used to take a week of afternoons to cut it back but even though Stuart took off the excess it's already taken me twice as long to get it right and really lower it where I can. It's out in the fresh air but it's such hard thankless work as the blackthorn and brambles take no prisoners. As they say every cloud has a silver lining as I might even be a lot more fortunate than I imagined as I know I would much rather be entertaining you all the way I do but being up that nasty ladder isn't such a bad way to spend my time during the pandemic as a lady came along and told me her son a friend of mine is getting better having been on a ventilator for a week. I don't want any more of that, my trip to hospital four years ago and the chemo afterwards was the reason why I stopped cutting the hedge properly myself anyway so it's not surprising it has taken so much time to get it right. But all is not lost for if I cannot bear the prospect of all those branches and twigs next year a guy who keeps coming passed in a van and waving is not only a gardener himself he says he can come with a chain-saw and level it off. I might just do that but of course I can't cut it too short as my going outside in just my underwear, bikinis and to your delight sometimes nothing at all is such a big secret nobody knows about it except you.
No Peeping
I'm afraid I'm too tired and fed up to think about how nice it is to be half-undressed Sexy Jojo at the moment. I'm sure my gardener has ripped me off as just as I used to say to the barber when I was a teenager having to have my hair cut his expensive hedge trimmer on a pole only gives it a trim and tidies it up a bit. Finished it looked okay but as an important task it was useless and not worth one-hundred-and-forty quid. Thankfully I finally got another firm to finish off the service on my gas fire but I'm still not having much luck with trades people as it needed a bit of effort and when I came to burn the cuttings there just wasn't nearly enough to make me think otherwise. He had done only half the job too as he left all the ivy which is going rampant taking over the hedge saying it's good for wildlife. Well he should have aked me about that first so I won't be using him again and I've taken out my annoyance by getting out the ladder and parrot-beaks and laying into it with gusto. It used to take a week of afternoons to cut it back but even though Stuart took off the excess it's already taken me twice as long to get it right and really lower it where I can. It's out in the fresh air but it's such hard thankless work as the blackthorn and brambles take no prisoners. As they say every cloud has a silver lining as I might even be a lot more fortunate than I imagined as I know I would much rather be entertaining you all the way I do but being up that nasty ladder isn't such a bad way to spend my time during the pandemic as a lady came along and told me her son a friend of mine is getting better having been on a ventilator for a week. I don't want any more of that, my trip to hospital four years ago and the chemo afterwards was the reason why I stopped cutting the hedge properly myself anyway so it's not surprising it has taken so much time to get it right. But all is not lost for if I cannot bear the prospect of all those branches and twigs next year a guy who keeps coming passed in a van and waving is not only a gardener himself he says he can come with a chain-saw and level it off. I might just do that but of course I can't cut it too short as my going outside in just my underwear, bikinis and to your delight sometimes nothing at all is such a big secret nobody knows about it except you.