25th Nov polish, dust and fly spray and BANG!!!!, Yeppoon

Its another Sunday, so its a roast dinner, gonna be beef today. Lin's gonna have a go at it this week cos I've got a few things to do around the place before Rod and Diane get back. They don't believe in rake's out here, so out comes the blower and all the leaves get blown to the back of the shed where they wont be seen, well, not till we've left anyway... That done, its out with the mower again. OK, so the lawn looks green, that is until it comes time to mow it, then it becomes very obvious that theres more dust than grass. then as its being mown, it just looks like a dust cloud moving round the lawn with a loud noise coming out of it. (part of the noise is me moaning about the dust). The smell of me dinner even makes it through the dust cloud and me mouth's watering.

Lin's in and out faster than a fiddler's elbow, doing all sorts of stuff like washing, moping and a lot of complaining, seems like something has crawled into the eave of the house and died and is currently making its presents known by stinking the place outside. The flys trying to get into the eave's after it and are getting liberal doses of fly spray every time Lin passes. Seeing as this is all happening outside, its doing absolutely nothing, cos the breeze is whipping the spray round the house and killing all the butterfly's on the bush out front!.

With the lawns back and front cut and dead butterfly's sweeped up, its time for lunch and I've got to say, it was just the best... melt in the mouth Roast beef with all the trimmings, me mouths watering just thinking about it. With dinner tucked away, its back to the grind. Lin takes care of the washing up and I wash the car, (Rod left us a white car and I recon he wants a white one back) Out come the hoover and it really earns its money getting rid of the sand the fluff balls managed to smuggle in there from the beach., (I told Lin we should've put the dog in a plastic bag). Mean while, Lin's been dusting and polishing everything in sight and the place gleams, so with all that done..... so are we. Feet up,TV on, tomorrows another day.

Look what some sh*t did to Roxanne's car and just drove off, while she was  staying at a friends in Farnham..its times like these when you realise how far away you are......and how at times you wish you were home, xx
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