.....is the magic number......

Phase three of the Boss' latest project.

Went to see hebs this morning....I was going to blip her but she looked a bit....how can I put it....erm....tired. We had a coffee and a chat....not too much about work....and a fag or two. Wasn't until I got home that I remembered she had promised me strudel......maybe another time.

The Daughter and I finished off the garden.....I lifted 13 bags of plum slate several times....so did the Daughter....each bag weighs 25 kilos....that's 325 kilos lifted at least 5 times.....and carried several metres. The garden looks terrific.......but the Boss will find tiny imperfections....she always does. Worryingly at one point I felt something "pop" in my back.....just below my left shoulder blade......there's no pain at the moment........I bet something develops later when I relax.

Off out to the Angling Society monthly meeting....will catch up with you all when I get home...........no idea what time.

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