We finally finished the duck run yesterday evening. It was not the best day as by the time lunch time came it poured and poured. We were soaked through and very cold. I spent an hour as it was going dark checking every corner and edge of the run. It was as safe as I thought we could possibly get it. It certainly looks a bit like Fort Knox rather than a garden duck run but I have plans for honeysuckle growing up the edges which will hopefully make it a bit more attractive. It's quite exciting to start planning planting in a new area. I'll take some photos this weekend, even though at the moment it simply resembles a mud filled farmyard!
I spent yesterday evening chatting with an old school friend of mine. A group of us from school have been talking about having a reunion in September this year to mark 50 years since we all started together at secondary school! Where did that time go to! We even have acquired a teacher in our group. Not just any teacher but one that would regularly throw black board rubbers or chalk at us (Depending on how bad the misdemeanour!) It was his first job as a young 23 year old newly qualified teacher and to be honest he was a bit of a bully. Now as a man only 12 years older than us, all of a sudden he is on our level, although it was a battle for all of us not to call him "Sir". I wonder some days whether he feels a bit embarrassed about the way he treated us, particularly the boys, who some days were put through hell. None of us hold grudges as we're not really that kind of people, not even the naughty boy of the group who was regularly beaten by him, they were different days, but I can't help but wonder how he feels. It has been a strange shift in balances.
The main topic of conversation between my friend and I though was that we think we have found an address for a very close friend of ours. Four of us went everywhere together, we were so close and then in the few years after we left school we drifted apart. How wonderful it would be if we were back together again. We chatted all evening about those happy days and how wonderful it would be. I'm going to write the letter this weekend. If this pandemic has taught me anything it's not to waste time, to spend time with special people is so important.
No time for rest today, Scarlett will be here at 7.30 so a busy day ahead but much more fun than standing in the mud and rain battling with chicken wire! I hope everyone has a lovely day whatever your plans. xx
