A garden day

Drank too much wine last night. Feeling poisoned today, which is exactly what it is.

Gardener came to give me a quote for laying the beech hedge in the autumn, and rescuing some of the larger shrubs from overgrowth. I could do the chopping down, but he’s gonna bring a shredder to dispose of the waste. Mum would approve of me spending my inheritance on garden projects. On Friday it’ll be the first of her birthdays without her. So Forget me not seems apt.