BASKETTCASE

It's a glorious day and we have just had lunch on the mature part of our patio - potatoes from a customer of Dave, broad beans from the garden (first picking) and boiled gammon, followed by strawberries from the fruit cage and ice cream. We also cleared up some coleslaw made with our own cabbage and carrots. I do love summer! The photo is this lunch-time's update on the prgress of the patio. It's slow, and we have just finished the second ton of sand and 12 bags of cement and are waiting for a delivery tomorrow. So a good excuse to take it easy this afternoon. We ought to be in Mum's mobile sifting through her stuff, but that stress will be over next Thursday when the house clearance firm come and take everything away. When they came to look last week and gave us an estimate I thought they were coming to value a few items, but they gave us a price for the lot. Now we are caught with not being able to remove stuff that they might have seen and included in the price! I'll be glad when it's all over. The difficult thing is accepting that things she kept for over sixty years because they were significant might well get buried in the skip. Some of it was my Nan's, and very interesting, but as Steve said yesterday: " What you have to consider is, if you keep it, what will your children make of it when you die."

That's quite enough for a sunny day, so I'm signing off and going to sit in the garden on Mum's reclining chair with my Creative Gardening book and a cup of tea.