The weather has been playing up again. Lovely and bright, if cold, with gales in mid week then raining at the weekend. Steve and I had cast a plinth last week and on Friday the plaque arrived. I had a devil of a job the drill the holes on Saturday. It was raining on and off and always a strong, biting cold wind. Then batteries in the cordless drill would not retain power. In the end I had to buy a new drill [batteries included]. By the end of Saturday following at least three visits I got the plaque fitted. In the end the actual fitting was a doddle, ten minutes at most. Most jobs are easy with the right tools.
Sunday was a wash out. I fiddled with the BM instead. See the link to the BM blog. We had arranged to plant a tree in memory of the chairman who passed away last autumn, hence the plaque nonsense and Sunday 4pm was the time to do it. I got there a little early. Steve was already there as were the Wardles. Jo, the widow, her daughter Val and the family arrived togged up in winter clothes and wellies. We had about sixteen people turn up. The wind was biting cold but the rain stopped and the Sun came out. It was not warm by any means but Sun on your back away makes you feel better. I had prepared the hole and fixed a stake in readiness. Jo, Val and the grandson set about planting the tree and heeling it in. I finished the planting by fixing the strap to the tree and stake. I said a few words to mark the occasion and asked Jo to unveil the plaque. I think everyone was surprised at the quality of the plaque on it's plinth. Well done Steve for sorting the plaque out. We had a couple of pictures of the assembled throng. Val took a couple of pictures of the tree and plaque.
Everyone dispersed and had a look round the plots. It was a pleasant enough gathering but I did not get a chance to have a nip from my hip flask which was full of Sloe gin.
Work has been very busy this past week or so as we wind up to fiscal year end. To top in all I popped down to the lottie to get something one morning to find that the plastic greenhouse belonging to one of the plot holders in the next field. In its journey it had smashed the fruit cage support in a neighbouring plot. Email and phone calls ensued when I got to work. One the plot holder recovered it for the lady concerned.
The tensions of last year seem to have blown away in the gales and life at the lottie seems to be returning to a more relaxed state.
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