I’m hoping for a ‘Lazy Sunday Afternoon’ today after spending a large part of yesterday completing my repairs to the fence.. Maureen spent most of the day on the sofa as I responded to my neighbours call to replace a fence panel that I had taken down earlier in the week. Lots of things went wrong with what should have been one of those ‘half an hour jobs’: Mike’s knees gave way and this left me without his much needed wood cutting skills. Therefore, it was mid-afternoon before it was safe for Rusty, Mike’s dog, to return to the garden and not be at risk of escaping.
In retrospect I should never have tried to repair the fence – we should have left it to a handyman. I have lost count of the hours I have been involved in this time consuming project in the last week. It wasn’t as if we couldn’t afford to call someone in to do the job and I have never been good with wood as I proved once again..
Maureen never bears any grudges when I stray into pointless pursuits and her dementia means that I can get away with misdemeanours without fear of recriminations. However, I know that despite her generosity my version of ‘You Are My Sunshine’ this morning was a poor substitute for Merlins Keep’s version. There may be a second chance for my cunning plan tomorrow when three of the band perform as Shindig late afternoon and might just be prepared to add the song to their set.
I think my aspirations for a ‘Lazy Sunday Afternoon’ might be a tad optimistic as Maureen is currently in floods of tears as ‘nothing fits and she wants to go home to her mum’. However, at leaste she won’t have to worry about our neighbour’s pet straying into our garden as she remains frightened of dogs after seeing one attack her mum..
If the Small Faces were at the Folk Festival today I would be requesting this number: