Work in progress

Two trips to the tip meant that I didn't quite have time to finish this job, so that's something for first thing tomorrow, fun, I do love gardening...not.

The guy at the recyclinghof who gets to interrogate you as to what you're getting rid of (and therefore determines whether you need to pay) is always very chatty and friendly, the second time I turned up he asked whether I was English or dutch (I think...never been accused of being dutch before) and then went on to ask what we called Pfingsten in England...I had to think really hard, before managing to dredge up Whitsun, we then laughed about the literal translation of another German bank holiday, Fronleichnam (Corpus Christi) = happy corpse day...