I spent most of my free days digging a big fuckoff hole in the garden, putting a swing in, and filling it back in.
The day i did most of the digging, I gave it a rest at half two in the afternoon and ran a three mile detour to pick the kids up from school, and I was absolutely bollocksed. My back didn’t appreciate a day of digging and half hour of runningvigorously putting one foot in front of the other and the other parents must have wondered who Quasimodo here was supposed to be visiting.
Yeah alright cheers man, how was yours?
I spent most of my free days digging a big fuckoff hole in the garden, putting a swing in, and filling it back in.
The day i did most of the digging, I gave it a rest at half two in the afternoon and ran a three mile detour to pick the kids up from school, and I was absolutely bollocksed. My back didn’t appreciate a day of digging and half hour of
runningvigorously putting one foot in front of the other and the other parents must have wondered who Quasimodo here was supposed to be visiting.Successful week in all.
It was OK ta. Mrs was away for most of the week so it was just me and the kids, it went a lot smoother than I expected!
Digging holes in the ground takes so much effort, it’s way harder than it looks!