Log

Saturday was just as it usually is, with us cleaning the lodge, but in the afternoon we held a lumberjack's party. ie, we thought of someone with a chainsaw who would be good enough to come and cut a huge bough off our birds' cherry tree and cut it into logs, all for the reward of a meal and as much whisky as he could drink. Plus, of course, the added bonus of our charming company for the evening!

How could he refuse?

Now, as I'm typing this up, the TV is showing snippets of Monty Python's Flying Circus and the song  "I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK" is playing!

One day I will blip the sculpture I hope to create for the "Woodland Garden" with the bits!