Gardening ……. one more thing i shouldnt do
Today i spent a joyful relaxing couple of hours at Oasis (a cafe right on the beach) with Ginny (who may or may not one day be my sister in law. I used the bracketed sentence to simplify the explanation of who Ginny is but having now explained the brackets i have once again complicated things, as is my speciality). We wrapped up warm. Me; thermal vest, short sleeved t-shirt, long sleeved t-shirt, thick red fleece, scarf, woolly gloves, jeans, thick socks, scruffy old cowboy boots. Ginny; pink fleece, black skinny jeans, flat black suede boots, elegant black leather gloves and full bling. The whole effect was rather spoilt by my bringing Ginny a pint of dry white wine spritzer. I’m no longer a moany old bag, (since finding out what was causing all the anger, heart racing and restlessness) and am not taking everything personally now. so when we couldn’t taste anything but soda in Ginnys Spritzer i ambled back in quite happily to ask if there was actually wine in it and am proud to say i didn’t feel any where near tears at any point … breakthrough!!
Oasis – Errm duh of course there is!
Me – (quizzical/suprised look on my face from the duh!) Was it measured in a wine glass before tipping it into the glass you served it in?
Oasis – Errm no with this [holding up single spirit measure]
Me – Errm ….. what did you charge me for?
Oasis – Errm a glass of wine of course!
Me – Errm, but i didn’t get a ‘glass’ of wine.
Oasis – No, you wanted wine and soda.
Me – [Sighs] Yeeessssss, which is a ‘glass’ of wine topped up with soda!
Oasis – but we don’t have glasses big enough.
Me – [moves into super efficienct mode] Great! OK then. Get a pint glass, stick some ice in it and pour wine and soda over the ice.
Oasis -[brings me wine glass] Could you show me where i should fill it to please?
Me – [Arrrrrggghhhhhh!!!! <———— in my head (hope it was anyway)] Certainly, [smiling, talking through gritted teeth and pointing (in more of a jab than a point)] to this line already cleverly marked on the glass.
Which is how Ginny ended up with a pint of wine and soda.
The food was glorious apart from the lettuce which hadn’t been washed and was horribly crunchy. Ginny sorted that one out by asking a passing waitress if the lettuce had been washed whilst refusing to let her take our plates away (we didn’t want our food spat on did we?) and were brought new side salads within seconds. They were a bit wet but no where near as gritty as the first lot which was still on our plates. I buried my original salad in the pebbles under our table whilst Ginny did a really nifty transfer, with a leather gloved hand, of washed for unwashed.
We drove along the sea front and were amazed to see a huge expanse of beach – an extra extra low tide caused by the Super Moon. Quick coffee (decaff for me again but second one in a row and starting to feel a bit heart poundy) in the Red Lion, Hope Square then home.
This is where the day starts to go wrong – noticed loads of brambles in front garden as i got out of the car. Made a mental note to try to get Jake (my 17 year old son) to sort it out for me. Pulled a few weeds off the wall. Pulled ivy off the wall. Got poked in the eye by a tree branch hanging right over the road. Get clippers. Pruned two trees, weeded, chopped down brambles and cleared the whole garden – what a twit!!! Exhausted, hip really aching, feet throbbing, glands are all up but it does look good. And as I’m writing this I’m thinking that i probably feel a lot better for doing it than i would have done if I had spent 3 weeks trying to get Jake to do it!! Plus, the final bonus is that the caffeine has now worn off.
