A picnic in the garden and other adventures

When I first started working in the Adsetts Centre there was an American working on the team. Kelly. She lived not far from where I lived and we would sometimes walk home together. Then after a time, she moved back to America taking her (British) husband with her. She still has the husband and now also has two daughters.

We more or less lost touch. Then she found me on Facebook and we got back in touch.

So it was very exciting when she announced on Facebook a few weeks back that they were all coming to England for a holiday and did I want to meet up.

They came for lunch on Saturday. We were extremely lucky with the weather. The Builder put up the gazebo. I prepared an Australian-style picnic and went and collected Kelly, Steve, Rebecca and Sarah from the coach station (having realised only the evening before that I didn't actually know how to get to the coach station's car park!!) and brought them back to our place for lunch. Marlo beat a hasty, horrified retreat when he realised there were children about the place.  The chickens were intrigued and watched them with very considerable itnerest - although they were on the other side of a fence!

Kelly and Sarah

Steve and Rebecca

It was lovely to catch up. And nice to be able to sit outside for our lunch

Then The Builder took them back to the coach station and they went on their way. I think they've gone to Bath for a couple of days.

Sunday also dawned bright and shiny so we went into Sheffield to have another look at Freyja's allotment. And for the Builder to have a first look. This was a slightly more complicated adventure than I had anticipated, for the main road between Chesterfield and Sheffield was closed for maintenance. So I told Kathy the sat nav to ignore the A61. Which she did. Entirely. And rather than taking us round the Barlow and then Bradway as I had expected, she took us through Barlow then right around to the other side of Sheffield, via Owler Bar.  This had the huge advantage that we entirely missed the horrendous traffic in Woodseats!

The Builder says that the photos I took of Freyja's allotment on Thursday evening do not do anything like justice to the true horror of the amount of rubbish and chaos and mayhem that is on Freyja's allotment.  So I have taken some more. But she has decided to keep it for the time being and see what happens.  Tabitha and Gareth might be interested in growing some things on it.  And she has some friends who might also be interested. Just not sure what we do with all the rubbish!

The Builder, in his guise as the Under Gardener, is going there this morning to make a start on a bed or two and we'll see how we go

More photos of Freyja's allotment. Click on the photo to get to the album