Mandragora
Senior Member
So the birds have left their nests and the farmers can get to work ripping to shreds cutting back the hedges - and it was the sound of flails, ripped thorn bushes and splitting wood shards that greeted me when I woke up this morning
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We've swept the lane that leads out onto the main road, but with just a few days till we leave for three weeks' cycling (and sunbathing, gossiping, reading and dozing) in France I've decided to leave it for now. I know it has to be done, and I'll appreciate it once all the puncturous little blighters have been dispersed by the wind and passing vehicles, but it's one of the annual downsides of living in the middle of nowhere. I might be the only cyclist on these boards today hoping for a REALLY blowy couple of days so that everything that's in the hedges gets good and blown out and is well out of my way by the time I come back.

We've swept the lane that leads out onto the main road, but with just a few days till we leave for three weeks' cycling (and sunbathing, gossiping, reading and dozing) in France I've decided to leave it for now. I know it has to be done, and I'll appreciate it once all the puncturous little blighters have been dispersed by the wind and passing vehicles, but it's one of the annual downsides of living in the middle of nowhere. I might be the only cyclist on these boards today hoping for a REALLY blowy couple of days so that everything that's in the hedges gets good and blown out and is well out of my way by the time I come back.