We have a busy day ahead of us. My wife wants to go over to Hevingham to work in her youngest son’s garden (he has had a tree pruned, and all of the trimmings are lying in the garden). We also have to repair the roof of her workshop (storm Doris has ripped some roofing felt off). We also need to deliver a small pine chest of drawers to her eldest son (his fiancee is going to transform it into “shabby chic”).
This evening we are going to a friend’s 60th birthday party (that’s assuming we have any energy left!).
I help my wife to put the pine chest of drawers in the back of her car, take the dog for a quick walk and then we are off to Hevingham (armed with a roll of roofing felt).
My wife, her youngest son and I put a huge amount of tree trimmings through a petrol wood chipper and produce a prodigious quantity of wood chips – to be fair, my wife and her youngest son do the majority of the work. I spend some time removing the old roofing nails from where the felt has been torn off my wife’s workshop roof, and generally preparing it for repair – we run out of time to complete this, so it looks like we’ll be back in Hevingham tomorrow. We deliver the chest of drawers to my wife’s eldest son, and then head back to Southrepps to get ready for the party this evening.
My tremor is bothering me, so I self-medicate (cannabis) before we go out, and that calms it right down. We don’t make a late night of it – I am feeling pretty knackered – and we are home before 11pm.