page 13 float like a butterfly

Page 13

I float like a butterfly and sting like a bee. (Muhammad Ali)
Branches pack a punch as well.


Mothers’ foot improved by the end of the week so I decided to carry on clearing out the hedge row and ditch.

“I am going out to clear some more of the hedge row mother” best to let her know where I am.

“Take your phone with you, I can’t always see where you are”

“I do wear a bright coloured top so I can be seen mother” (I do wear a bright yellow top so if I have to call for help I can say, so and so field look for a yellow object, that’s me)

“If you have your phone I can check on you” can’t argue with that.

Down the field I went, I took one look at the mess in the ditch and nearly turned round. 
I could not walk down the gap between the hedgerow and the stock fence, which is approximately four feet wide, because of brambles, fallen trees and branches. Oh well faint heart never won and all that, let’s get started.

I hacked at the brambles with the hook, getting them down as low to the ground as I could, when I came to a fallen branch threw it over the fence into the field and so I went on. The sheep thought it was brilliant, they came over watching and when any green stuff went over the fence delighted in eating it.

I had just stopped for a drink when the phone rang,

“Where are you, I have been watching and now you have vanished” mothers checking up on me.

“Well, I am in the ditch down the field” can’t resist sarcasm sometimes.

“I know that, your out of sight and I was wondering if you’re alright that’s all” bless her.

“Can you see where the sheep are” I ask

“Yes by the fence”

“That’s where I am but in the ditch, their eating the branches I just threw over” at that point I looked behind me, the transformation of the ditch was amazing. A lovely clear path,

“Can you see the ditch and where I have cleared it so far” I asked mother.

“Yes and I think you have done enough for today” mothers!

“I will keep going for a little longer, I just want to  clear this thick bit, see you in a while” with that I ended the call.

The bit I was facing was really thick, fallen half grown trees all rotten as anything, but completely blocking my way. I had already cleared the brambles, so I started pulling at the trunks and throwing those over the fence into the field, all was going brilliantly until, whack!! A branch hit me straight across the side of my face. Stars before my eyes, I am not kidding. Progress ceased for a while until the world stopped spinning, that branch certainly packed a punch.

Never to be defeated I finished clearing that patch and headed back to the house. Now to avoid mother seeing the black eye.

“Hi mother I have done for the day. What have you been up to” (diversion tactics)

“Oh I have done the washing and tootled around the house and kept going to the window to see if you were alright, I am worn out now”

Asking mother what she has been doing is an ace diversion tactic works every time. Mind she kept looking at me funny, probably trying to work out if I had a bruise or if it was dirt on my face.

“You need to put your feet up and rest, it’s getting late so I shall leave you in peace” (with that i got out quick before she asks)

Till next time



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