Cold

Global warming has made me overconfident about the British weather but as I write this I am wearing Thermals (top and bottoms), polo short, thick woolen socks, jumper and a thick pair of jeans. Having made plans for both my own garden and that of my clients this arctic blast has reminded me that I must never again take the weather for granted. 

Today my staff are spending the day in a small copse pruning and chopping wood for a client while I have completed my firms VAT return (which I hate doing) and then started to dig out our courtyard; the amount of soil that it is required to remove in order to lay paving never ceases to amaze me, and it is with regret that I load our lovely clay/loam into the skip having not been able to find another way of using it better. 

So far I have removed the awful concrete fencing, (a strange construction the like of which I have never seen before) demolished the wooden fencing, smashed up a rotten Wendy house and removed about 20 square meters of decking. All of the accumulated waste has filled a 16 yard skip and a 12 yard skip and I am now awaiting another skip which I very much hope will be the last. I have always been against land fill and in favour of recycling if possible, and the company we use for skip now recycles most of the waste it takes away which does easy my mind, although I still feel a little guilty about not being inventive enough to find a use for the rubbish. 

I am truly exited about my new project but unless the weather improves drastically it could be a long time before its finished!