Last Day of Freedom

So, that was it. The last day of the summer holidays. Back to the grindstone tomorrow. But what will be happening, I do not know. Due to the postponement of the move, everything is in boxes. Perhaps the 9 0'clock meeting will enlighten us, but I suspect not.



What did I do with my last day? Worried a bit more about Alf, the dog (above) who was really looking sorry for himself again... rang the vet and went and got some more antibiotics, and I'm pleased to say he is more perky now and has eaten some chicken and rice along with all his other tablets, so fingers crossed. Apart from that I meandered around the garden, tweaking and chopping things. I now have a full wheelbarrow and a big heap of stuff on the path (right in the way) that all needs to be moved to the compost heap. Why don't I do this at the time? I then thought it would be a good idea to mow the lawn for the second time since putting in the new blade, but half way round, said new blade encountered a big metal wirey thing and now projects at a 90 degree angle. In other words, it's buggered. Joy of joys.