Over a year ago, I took on a gardening job that was ... erm ... a bit
like "biting off more than I could chew".
The front garden, that seemed to have a death wish for all living
organisms, needed investigating, so I dug a test patch and discovered
.... pretty much solid clay, several feet deep.
My master plan was to "excavate" the whole thing right down to the
hardcore and start again. Well I managed to do the "removal", but since
then I've just had a huge crater where my front lawn used to be.
Finally after more than one year, I've filled it up again, with coarse
sand and granite chips mixed 50:50, followed by topsoil.
It's taken one year, several thousand pounds, and more blood, sweat and
tears than I care to measure, but finally it's done.
I know it's only half four in the afternoon, but I'm going to bed now.
G O O D ... N I G H T.
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K.
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