My hubby just loves heights, and any excuse to get his ropes out and he's away! Today he's been tree felling - Sycamores - so in between marking and lesson prep I've been sending lunches and drinks up to him in a carrier bag attached to a karabiner. To add to my interrupted work schedule, our friend Paul came over to chat to him in the tree - Nigel took some dangerous trees down for him last year, and then my father popped in. Kettle on yet again! I was secretly pleased for the break to be honest. Anyway, I'm off to cook dinner now - I can hardly stand all the excitement!
Whilst I do feel sorry for the poor old trees, I will look forward to weeding next year, when hopefully, there won't be the usual onslaught of sycamore seedlings... not to mention the extra light the garden will get this year!