A trip to the dump

After my habitual 20 mile morning bike ride (followed as usual by a little sit down) I got Mrs Tootlepedal’s grandfather’s electric pump out and filled several buckets of water from the dam as we are on the verge of a hosepipe ban here.

drive
The wider drive awaiting the truncating of the fence and a new gate

While I was doing this, Mrs Tootlepedal was excavating the drive so that we can widen the front gate and these works necessitated a trip to our local (Local! It’s 18 miles away) dump. When we got there with buckets of earth and stones to dump, the skip was so full that a couple who were already at the dump took pity on our elderly frailty and threw our stuff on to the top of the skip. It was very kind but possibly also motivated by their being next in line to use the skip. Looking at us struggling to put on a shovelful or two at a time, they thought a helping hand might speed thing s up a bit.

I spent the evening honing my sound editing skills on some spoken reminiscences that we are collecting. I was pleased to get an email from my eldest sister which revealed the huge progress she has made in learning to program with HTML.

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

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