Tree fellers
I am quite tired today.
A neighbour decided to fell some trees a few days ago, and since then I have been woken early every morning by the sounds of chainsaws and tree munchers. I can’t even have my afternoon nap, and that makes me irritable.
By this morning, I had had enough.
Today I hired my own tree fellers [actually there were four of them] and they came with a bigger muncher than the neighbour’s one. They arrived, and battle commenced.
The neighbour’s muncher tried to compete, but mine had a deeper, more angry note. My lot had more chainsaws too.
It was not a pretty sight. The neighbour’s lot realised early on that they hadn’t a chance, but made a valiant, if futile attempt to fight back. The battle was swift, vicious and bloody.
Of course the neighbour’s lot lost. They packed their bags, their chain saws and the muncher and they went home with their tails between their legs.
My lot did a great job of cleaning up the mess. There isn’t a leaf, a twig or a drop of blood left.
At last, I can have my afternoon nap.
Quiet, please…….
you should be ashamed.
tree killer.
Piss off! Not one tree was killed in the writing of this post. Not in my garden, anyway.
amputator ?
Corrective surgery. [I belive that is the current idiom??]
I trust Herself did not get mislaid in all that munching.
This is my first posting, my wife (Becky) normally posts but this post made laugh. I work as an estate warden for the National Trust and work with a motley crew of battle scarred foresters. We see enough blood from lost digits and other limbs to open a blood bank. Love the blog by the way, Herself introduced me.
Ian – She went off with her coven first thing this morning [I think]. Come to think of it, she should have been home hours ago. Do you think I should check the pile of wood chippings?
Welcome Richard! [No relation to that Other Fella? Nah!] I think another reason my lot won was because they came dressed like a cross between New York firemen and Roman centurians. Weird outfits! Incidentally, your Herself has a strange taste in reading, but thanks for the kind words. 😉
ACHOO!
Sorry.. go back to sleep.
Bless you, Rodester. *Goes back to sleep*