The humility is only killing me.
That's what my old aunt used to say and she'd be in the button today. It is really humid.
I just spent an afternoon hacking and demolishing in the garden again, and now the sweat is only pouring off me.
I decided to shin up the roof to get a decent breeze when I discovered something nasty.
The trees have finally grown into the line of sight of my old wireless broadband thing.
I thought my connection was a bit dodgy lately.
Now I have to demolish some trees as well as cut the grass, cut back the hedge out on the road, clean out the lake, rake the grass, strim the nettles, cut back the bushes on the lane and plant some "stuff".
Is there ever an end to gardening?