Well the day started off ok. Bit of sunshine peeking through the clouds. Jim had to go to Gort as Lidl had some specials he wanted to buy today. I fiddled around inside, made 2 more ATCs last night and this morning. Didn't go to bed until 4am. Hopeless.
As it was fine, I headed outside. Jim had mentioned that the beds on the arboretum were very weedy - and they were. I weeded one and trimmed the grass around the edge, was halfway through the other when our neighbour called. She and her husband drive across our land, down a road to their land. They have been a bit odd for a while but insisted nothing was amiss. She then said she'd been in hospital with a heart attack. Now she does have a tendency to exaggerate, so it was probably palpitations! Anyway, her husband is now in hospital, having been bitten all over I gather. Now if anything is about that bites, it bites me! I always put deet on before I do anything but they don't believe in anything like that and use tee tree oil. Which, of course, doesn't work!
The upshot of this is that she wanted me to come and look at the side of the road, where it is muddy, and for Jim to remove this mud so that her husband won't get bitten!! Sandra (her name), was going to clear it then thought 'no, it's Jim's water, why should I clear it'! Well, actually it's rain, and I don't think Jim's responsible for that. Now we live in Ireland, in a very boggy area and they live on 1 acre, below us so are even more susceptible to flies than we are, if that's possible! I couldn't quite believe my ears and for the first time made my views clear that I thought she was making a bit of a fuss over nothing! She said the mud was 'four feet deep'. A stick poked in showed it was 1 foot deep! There weren't any flies about either! She said I needed new glasses (I had contacts in). So it went from bad to worse. I hate hate hate falling out with anyone but somehow we could feel it coming.
They had fallen out big style with the previous owner. Mostly over water going down over their land, causing lots of flies! We had made a big point of laying a pipe across the road to divert the water off in another direction so that it wouldn't go on their land. Of course, where it used to go is now just mud, as the water no longer flows down there. Jim had taken Buster to the woods for a walk, so missed all the excitement. Of course, on his return, he was just a bit cross! We are obliged to provide them access to their land, which of course they have via a wide road. We also cut down some branches of trees on that road as they said it was dark and muddy. No more we cry!
I was quite upset by the whole thing. I thought life was looking too rosy at the moment. The trouble is, Sandra is a bit potty! So no matter how we explain that it isn't the mud causing the problem but the fact that we live where we do, she won't listen. They also feed their cats outside and leave the tins around! But I know if I mention these things, it'll go in one ear and out the other and it'll still be the fault of 'our mud'!!!
Sorry to go on, but it kind of ruined a pleasant day. Ah well, I'm up early to go to the airport for my trip to see my daughter and family, so must try and put it out of my mind. I'm not sure whether I'll be able to blog there, if not, I'm back next Monday, so be good everyone.
Jim took some photos in the walk/wood today. Just a few, so I'll pop them on:
It's those bull rushes again!
Buster in Dillons' Wood
Dillons' wood minus Buster. I rather like this one, the trees all seem to be leaning inwards
Lough Graney reflections
Mossy tree, I love this one too.
I really am off to bed now!