I spent all day Saturday down the allotment with Mrs Nobbs and Nobbs Jr. Well, when I say all day, obviously I mean apart from the hour we went home for lunch and the fact that we had to be back by 6.20 so I could catch Doctor Who (which, indecently, I missed. Again. I’ve yet to see an episode of the new series at the broadcast time. Thank God for On Demand.)
I started off weeding around my raspberries and blackberries, but ended up digging the trenches for Mrs Nobbs to plant potatoes in as “This is man’s work.” Nobbs Jr. did his best to help using his shovel that’s as tall as he is. I must say, he was fascinated by the worms we dug up – although he didn’t try to eat any. Guess I should be grateful for small mercies.
All in all, it was very nice day. The sun was out and there was just enough breeze to make it pleasant to be outside but cool enough to work. I’d post some pics, but where the potatoes are is still just bear earth for now. When the shoots come through, I’ll get posting.
I’m sure I’ve mentioned this before, but I’m not looking forward to spending the summer months in the office. In the past few months, we’ve had two rather attractive nineteen year old girls join the team. One of them (I shouldn’t really say this, but the more attractive of the two) works in the room next to mine. Indeed, every time I look up from my desk, she’s there in my eye line. It’s worse if she’s just coming in to the room, because then her rather pert breasts are directly in my eye line. Plus, the attractive nineteen year old we already had in the office has come up to work in the same room as me as my new assistant, short skirts, great legs, perky boobs and all.
Now, I’m convinced that between the two of them, I’ll be due for a heart attack just around about mid-June. I may be the world’s youngest dirty old man, but I never thought I’d have to cope with teenage flesh on display in summertime again after I gave up teaching nearly seven years ago. They’ll be the death of me. I’m getting too old to cope with it.
Don’t’ forget that the
Or, you could just go and buy the book.