David put his pots out on Friday afternoon but no success so far - however no-one else got anything legal either. It will happen eventually.
This weekend was the attack of the secateurs and the angle-grinder. All the daisy bushes which looked so pretty when we first looked at the place have dried off and revealed themselves as long leggy stems on gnarly stumps which haven't been cut back in 10 years so they have to go. The railings around the roof of the beach deck and the ladder leading up all looked so unsafe we shuddered but they too are gone. The huge crumbling jaw of a whale has been returned to the dunes along the beach and already the place looks neater.
It was hard for David to leave and go to tennis but Alison came down and we went for a walk along the beach to the tip of Cape Douglas.
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| Our house, Beechwood, is the cream dot on the far horizon about one-quarter from the left. |
Henrietta is not happy about becoming an inside cat when outside is so interesting even if she does have to be on a lead.
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| Why have you brought me to this place? |
We went round to Rory and Di's for happy hour which turned into happy 4 hours and a nice way to meet some of our new neighbours.
David has been advised to get couta heads for crayfish bait which are guaranteed to turn his luck around.
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