Sitting out on the veranda, the western, lagoon facing, one on Sunday morning shortly after 04.00 hours with the prerequisite mug of black, unsweetened, instant coffee and my iPad reading the Sunday Times online I relived Arsenal’s superb performance the previous day when trouncing Aston Villa to retain the FA Cup.
The day had been a good one. No, a tremendous one (if I were from the USA I might be tempted to say it was an awesome one. But I’m not, so I won’t.). A morning spent with the one I love -Arsenal – only kidding, I mean Rose of course. And some good friends.
On the day I left home at around 08.20 hours to pick up some groceries that we needed for our pre-match breakfast. Eggs, bread, milk and orange juice if you must know and then went straight to Maya Island Air to pick up our friend Geordie who is one of the six strong BATSUB team based at Price Barracks, Ladyville.
The Geordie has landed!
We drove straight home and then around 09.30 hours Peter Lawrence (aka Pedro of Pedro’s Hotel)arrived and Rose , with culinary direction from me (who do I think I’m kidding), rustled up breakfast. What did we have you’re thinking. Well, we had:
sausages (Cumberland style)
beans (Heinz of course)
Now I know that I should have taken a photo or two but there was no time to waste waffling around with the camera. We had an important game of football (the real type I mean) to watch. So you’ll just have to trust me that it looked as good as it tasted.
We then settled down to watch the game which Arsenal won at a canter
and we retired to the veranda (yes, the western, lagoon facing, one) to celebrate.
“Don’t you just hate it when the bottle is empty”.
With the champagne finished Peter left us – our company obviously was not scintillating enough for him – so we cleared up and went to Carlo & Ernie’s Runway Bar & Grill where we continued to celebrate. With Belikin this time though!
Anyway, enough of Arsenal’s FA Cup victory (did I really just write that) because I’m going to bring you up-to-date on our garden clean-up.
In the last edition I included a few photos showing what an overgrown mess of weeds our garden has become. I’d tried manfully to keep the weeds under control (OK maybe not manfully enough) and had failed miserably. Only one thing to do. Call in Lloyd, our ‘go to’ man!
We ran through with Lloyd what we wanted to be done and last Tuesday shortly after 07.00 hours he turned up with Gonzalo. Introductions were made, Lloyd departed and Gonzalo set about the task in hand wielding his machete like a man possessed.
The piles of weeds grew and grew
and clear earth could be seen again!
And then Gonzalo – with Lloyd’s son Anthony manning the wheelbarrow – started work on the southern corner of the front garden.
With the pile of weeds in the back garden getting higher and wider
and all the while the front looking cleaner and cleaner.
There’s lots more to do. Some beds to create, a mini rock wall in front of the front fence and a lot of black dirt to be spread so that we end up with some higher ground (this could go down as my worst ever song title link) that we can grow trees and plants in.
I’ll of course share this project with you (if only I could share the cost as well!).
Before I bring this edition to a close I’m including a plug for a fundraiser being held this coming Sunday. If you’re in San Pedro it’s an event not to be missed.
The headline for this edition is based on (I know that you know but …) the single released by Stevie Wonder in 1973 which reached number twenty-nine on the UK Singles Charts and number four on the US Billboard Hot 100.