I never eat breakfast, but my lovely wife always does a cooked breakfast when her parents are over, so I ate some out of tradition. I wonder why we do stuff like that? Why we create an impression of how we live, when I think everyone knows it's not the case. Anyway, I was able to slope off for a couple of hours into my office and work, and the hedge cutting began. I believe I earned these brownie points for all my heavy carrying yesterday. I almost forgot to mention as well, that I had a haircut on Thursday. Bearing in mind it had not been cut this short in anger for probably about four years,it was a shock to the system. Today I felt the difference in the way that people spoke to me in shops. What a strange place we live in that people are that backward. We managed to fill up three giant industrial rubble bags with Holly cuttings that I then loaded up in Gramps's trailer, and off to the tip we went. The rest of the day was spent relaxing as much as possible, as I knew that Easter Sunday was to be taken up with our get in.
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