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Date: 02 March 2005 16:33:57
Mike Mulligan and His Steam Shovel I mean. http://www.houghtonmifflinbooks.com/features/mike_mulligan/. What do you mean, you're too young to remember him? Well...think Bob the Builder in an earlier incarnation. (Am I allowed to say incarnation here?) Rain and an inconsiderately placed tree put paid to any work today. The latter will have to be surgically removed, sadly, and the fence moved back. Our lawn is shrinking at an alarming rate. So much for my dreams of a cottage garden. The rate we're going I could be in the running for a starring role in one one of those gardening makeover programmes. I might as well bow to the inevitable, pinch a pile of pebbles from the nearest beach* (about 80 miles away by my reckoning) and scatter a few tropical plants over the lunar landscape. Next thing we know, Lawrence double barrelled Bowen will appear on the doorstep. Well, if he can endorse a certain property developer's homes I'm sure he can spare time for yours truly. Though I can't imagine him striding through the mud in welly boots.
Assignment update: I've written 3 paragraphs! It seems to have turned into a dissection of the Anglican Marriage service. Not quite what I'd intended. Still, anything is better than nothing. And there's nothing like a nice long quote to make you feel you've actually achieved something!
* And yes, I'll admit to it. We do have a solar powered water feature.