Crazy Paving

Hi All, For the last year I have been toiling away at refurbishing the bungalow that we moved into in January 2014. I have two rooms left to do but they will be easy compared with the landscaping that I have done in the garden.

Yesterday I finished the crazy paving so that is the last of the big jobs where bags of sand and cement are concerned. In my younger days I could carry bags of sand around without any problem but now that I'm 64 years old each bag seems to weight a tonne. I don't think the tablets that I am taking since my heart attack help either, statins seem to have an effect on my muscles.

I guess I'm starting to look a bit past my best because when I purchase the last bag of building sand from homebase, the girl on the till asked me if I wanted help to load it into my car. I guess that is milestone in ones life and a hint that it is time to take it easy and relax.

Anyway, this morning I lay in bed thinking nice thoughts about how that now the big jobs like the crazy paving were done I could rest my old bones and do a bit more arty crafty stuff. However, my dreams of relaxation were rudely interrupted by my wife as we ate our breakfast.

"I've been thinking," she said, "now that you've finished all the jobs in the garden, how about digging out a fish pond?" I don't think the female of our species likes to see a man with leisure time and it occurred to me that since I got married, my other half has thought up an endless stream of tasks for me to complete.

I haven't once and could never imagine sitting about thinking up jobs for my wife to do and perhaps that is the real difference between men and women.

Will she get a fish pond? I'll think about it.

By the way, the first of my books in the Fishing Detectives series, "Carp Rustlers" is free on smashwords.com until 4th of May. If you want a free copy details are on my website