Thursday, 9 October 2014
Coming back from our walk last week we pulled into our driveway and noticed our gardening neighbour R. in his garage. We always yell hi to him but on this occasion I yelled, "R, have you got any cooking apples going spare?" "Yes, I'll get you some next time I'm down the allotment. Do you want a marrow?" "No, don't like them".
He asked 3 more times about a marrow but finally gave up. One of his chaps came to cut our leylandii hedge (an annual task), as it is too big for us to tackle. The right side of the archway has got that flipping leylandii disease/bug that is killing it off!
Anyhow, we settled up the next day (has charged us the same price for the last few years) and Sunday night, the doorbell went. There he was, true to his word, holding a large Matalan carrier bag that was breaking under the strain: