Wow, I've got to admit, I always thought that russian roulette was loaded (for all the rednecks out there, the pun was intended...Brian :|), but 2 days of what could be remotely called "sunny" is taking the ........well, lets just say that even with all the recent practice, I still can't walk on water !

As you can imagine "bimbling" and "two days" doesn't really amount to a 20,000 word essay, in fact, I'm proud that I've made it to this many words !

So, what did we do.... well, for 5 days we looked out the windows and decided that the pub was nearer and drier, we may be grouped with mad dogs when there's a midday sun, but when it rains it cools our brains and we see sense.

We did manage to amble around for a tad (we almost broke into a bimble). We even managed to finish off chopping up the trees that we felled (lol, another series of [i]aplomb[/i] moments from Steve) and weeded most of the remaining beds prior to digging them all..... for those of you who are now thinking "wow, you poor thing, I thought you only bimbled, and now I find you have to dig 1,000,000's of miles of beds by hand !", I'd like to point out that the industrial revolution sprang up near where I live, we have a machine that does the hard bit :| ....... for those jobs that are too tough for even a machine to cope with ?..... There's other places to be.

Have fun,
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