Flat Jasmine

All night and through the early hours this morning, the wind blew like some sort of demon with toothache. I laid on the lounge and watched the world blow by outside as I cuddled Emma (who is still in season and in need of love and comfort) and Freya (who is not).

When I walked out the front door, heading for the gym, I was presented with a scene of wind-borne destruction. The first panel of the fence betwixt us and the Crazies had fallen over. It lay, sad and ignored, the jasmine flattened beneath it.

I hesitated briefly then headed off anyway, cursing the weather and all its associated gods.

In Farnham (after the gym) I headed to Nero’s still considering what I was going to do with the fence panel. Wandering the aisles of Waitrose, the panel was still uppermost in my mind. On the walk home I realised that no-one else seemed to have lost a fence panel.

After unpacking the shopping and briefly chatting with Mirinda, I grabbed some tools of destruction and headed outside again.

The wind hadn’t exactly died down, making the whole operation somewhat irritating. It also kept blowing in squaully rain making sure my discomfort was total.

Eventually I managed to prop the panel up so I could untie the jasmine from the wood, attempting to preserve as much of it as possible.

Urgent repairs

Finally, inside again, I contacted a fencing person (the old one we used appears to have gone out of business) who is coming out tomorrow to give us a quote to put in a proper, concrete post fence.

The whole thing took me a couple of hours and put my schedule back considerably. This meant I didn’t get everything done that I wanted to. Mind you, I did manage to make a promised walnut loaf which, Mirinda said, was “Divine!

I took the video below when I left the bus. I thought it quite hypnotic.

I admit to feeling a bit of joy seeing a small part of the destruction of the horrid Woolmead.

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2 Responses to Flat Jasmine

  1. Mirinda says:

    It’s like some kind of friendly dinosaur. I almost want to take it home as a pet.

  2. Josephine Cook says:

    I take it you don’t like it xxx


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