Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Mid July and Bertram's garden needed tending so I assembled, Dirty Dozen style, a team of "crack" horticulturists to get the job done. Big strong chaps in the prime of their lives-  sinewy and huge thighed, ready for anything..........

Well , they couldnt make it so.....

Matts A and P;  Lawn abuse.  footwear?- casual
"Big" Jim Jimmer and "No messin" Jack "the Don" Jack ;   driveway worrying.  footwear?- neat and tidy
Tall Mark and Uddersfield Dick-  Sleeper bed construction.  footwear?-  "reet champion lad tha knowst"
MC  " slinky Bwoy" Les et famille-     planting in and out. footwear?- on the money chief


And i reader? What of Will you ask, did he not contribute, are there no tales to tell??

Well, perhaps a word here.... a word there, a consoling smile and a pat on the back
or a well turned phrase... i like to think i made a difference, changed a few lives, people were in tears i can assure you.

And best of all ,  Bertie had been let out and was slumming it in the spare room larger than life like a deposed potentate and he even came down stairs at the end to tell us how great we all were... ok i made that last bit up but the rest is all true.

the end.

Will R, 25/9/13


after
before

en famille

Gardening? hardest game in the book

genius

reclaimed sleeper bed

Richards dream door

your gonna have to breathe out sooner or later mate

thinks..."Matts bloody useless, should've done it all myself"

thinks..."Matts bloody useless, should've done it all myself"


yes, safety sandals ok?






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