#226 |
I'm nursing my wounds . Picking up debris yesterday led me to the top where the thug blackberry had slipped its moorings. There were blackberry 'ropes' everywhere but not on the support. Gauntleted up to the elbows I eventually untangled and retied the 12ft 'ropes' into place but not before the thug had entrapped me sufficiently so I had to wriggle out of my coat to escape and in retaliation the thug drew blood from several places on my hands. You just can't tie in anything with thick leather gauntlets on and as soon as it saw bare flesh it pounced!
Gardening is an excuse not to do housework
Greetings from Salisbury
Qualified member of the Confused Nutter's Club