It's been a pleasant albeit half-heartedly sunny day here chez Casa Reynard.
Sleep was middling at best, though six and a half hours across two goes isn't to be sniffed at. Took a
back upstairs and edited all the writing I did yesterday. Then at a more godly hour, jimjams were swapped for work clothes and the chores were cleared.
Then I took some time to fettle the smaller of my two strimmers - chosen because the mice have done unspeakable things to the shoulder & chest harness for the bigger one over the winter, and it needs to be scrubbed clean. I can just about handle the smaller one without the harness. Anyways, I hadn't used it in a few years, so serviced it and then tried to get it started. No luck.
A search in the "user manuals" drawer turned up a blank, so found one online. Yay for user manuals! Turns out what I thought was the choke was the throttle control, and I'd totally missed the fact that the choke is a dial on the back of the motor housing.
Anyway, once I got myself properly educated again, the thing then started first time!
So it was on with the protective gear, and I made a start on taming the grass around the house. Of course it's slower and not as neat as with a mower, but the advantage is that I can go around the patches of forget-me-nots, and so don't have to weed them out by hand. By the time I finished, I was a rather bright shade of green.
A lovely luncheon of a roll with tuna & sweetcorn, the last four cherry tomatoes, yoghurt with blueberries and a pot of tea.
I had intended doing some admin this afternoon, but whilst looking for some stuff I needed, I found some of my things that had ended up amongst the parental's belongings, and as a result, disappeared down a numismatic rabbit hole. And thus *poof* the afternoon was gone!
Supper was home made Cornish pasty (I made a big one, so there's enough for three portions), mashed potatoes and red cabbage braised with apple & orange.
A quiet evening is planned. My arms ache like crazy, but it'll tone up my bingo wings!
