Wasps

When the work party was over in decided that whilst I had the strimmer with me that I would strim the ditch. It took a fair bit of doing since the strimmer wire kept wearing out. Each time it needed resetting it took about two minutes of faffing about. Since I was already soaked with sweat, aching and itching from the previous striming session I was not a happy chap. I finished the ditch but I really had had enough. I thought that I would chop down the Comfrey since it had just gone over. I waded into the middle of the patch and started chopping away with the shears. I filled a wheelbarrow in no time but then I got a sharp pain in the back of my hands. Odd I thought, since I was wearing my work gloves. I looked down and saw a wasp drilling into my hand. He won't do that gain but the damage was done. I stepped back a saw a dozen or so wasps whizzing about obviously deeply unhappy about having their home disturbed. I that was the final straw. I dumped the harvested Comfrey in my compo bin and left the lottie.

Even now several hours later the sting area is swollen and itching like mad. When I got home I had a nice shower and a sandwich which went someway to restoring my humour. H and I went to Barrett's to see if I could get a pair of lightweight hiking boots/shoes for the walk I have to do in September. I tried to get some Hi-Tecs I had seen on the t'interweb. They had every size but mine. I tried on a few other pairs and found an alternative style. We paid for goodies and left before they called us back to say they had made a mistake with the price. Barrett's is have a "mega-sale" and many items are discounted 50% or more. When we got home my neighbour was clearing his garage out. It was a serious clear out. A skip was sitting on the drive. I went skip diving and came up with a few things for the lottie.

I, well H, found a website where you can can plan routes, walkjogrun.net, it is supposed to be for runners but it works just as well for cyclist. I decided to have a play. I set up an account and set up a couple of routes and investigated a couple more. I was getting bored, it was hot in the house and my hand was itching so I decided to go for a ride. I got sorted and took off on a new route. It was just ten miles but it hurt like hell. I think of this side of the country as flat. It is not flat when you get out of the car and get about under your own steam. Still, it was enjoyable in a peculiar kind of way. Another shower by which time tea was about ready. Just in time to watch the highlights of the Tour de France.