I had to use the Zaf because Degsy is still poorly. I was supposed just to empty the trailer but as usual I got distracted. I dug up the remaining Leeks. Then weeded that portion of the bed and levelled it off. It looks nice but lots more to do. I had a look at the top of bed 3. There is a terrible lot of twitch that has invaded from next door. When a dig out the new edging I hope to create a barrier to this pernicious weed. It also means I will have a right job weeding the bed and I may have to that before I do the edging. As I left and shut my gate I stopped for a second. When I turned round to look up the lottie the feeders were being buzzed by birds. There were Blue Tit, Great Tit, Robin with Dunnock scratting about on the bare soil and to my delight Long Tailed Tits. They are very cute and there were a couple of pairs flitting about.
The trailer and some of the Leeks were dropped back off to Angie. Then I had a very important appointment. The bright sparks amongst you will have noted that the Sunday I was to be in Manchester was St Valentine's Day. I went into Ashby and bought some spring flowers and a card for H. I saw H in town but she did not see me. That is not that unusual, H has bumped into me in the street before now, apologised and tried to step round me only spotting it was me when I kept stepping back into her way. I got home before H had a shower and got changed in time for her return from town and then on to The Gelsmore for lunch. The food was good and cheap but the drinks were a killer. We spent a pleasant time in each others comapany just chatting. A bit before three o'clock we decided to nip over to Coalville and pick Miss L up from work and then home. A cup of tea later and a change of clothes I was off to Manchester.
Manchester was fun. Bloody cold to begin with, however the cold was kept out by my new long-johns I got the day before in Ashby. Highly inelegant but toastie warm. The afternoon was almost balmy at 9 degrees, until the sun started heading for the horizon. The event was a Honda open day at Hunts [Click HERE for Hunts website]. They had all the new models available. My brother had asked me to come along and help marshal the ride outs. It is strange that some people think they can turn up and trash other peoples bikes. When you have 170 brake horsepower on tap that is very fast and dangerous on ordinary suburban roads and even on motorways. I have something of a reputation and my job is to discourage folks from tearing off on the bikes. I know a few of the top brass that do the roadshows so whilst we waited for the shop owner to turn up we had some blokish banter. A very refreshing change of pace from work especially as we help the butty van to get positioned and they were quick to get the brews and bacon butties on.
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