Well things are really looking up! The weather is getting much much better, the small improvements we are making to our house are really working and most exciting of all…..we’ve just finished a garden makeover – in time for the Summer – yay! Because of this, we are now thinking of not selling our house after all as we don’t really want to leave it now it looks so nice! When people come round now, we feel like not opening the door for a viewing or hanging smelly damp socks on the radiators, or mumbling about the poltergeist (which we don’t have) to try and put them off!
Anyway, this new found enthusiasm for our home took on a whole new level this weekend….Antonis and I were out in the garden by 8.30 on Saturday morning (in our pyjamas!). We couldn’t stop admiring our garden! If our neighbours saw us, they might have thought we’d lost the plot (like in The Wicker Man when they start dancing around waving flowers!) …… The reason for the mutual hysteria? New grass! Yes – I know…it makes us sound a bit limited and deprived but having lived in a garden that resembled Glastonbury (after the rain turned it into a mud fest and before the clean-up)…it was luxury!
But, this is no ordinary grass….oh no! This is fake grass! Not astro-turf and not the greengrocer display grass – this is the most incredibly realistic grass I’ve ever seen in my life! It not only means I’ll never have to mow the lawn again, or worry about mud patches, weed control or lack of rain….but it also means I have fresh lush green grass all year round – oh joy – now all I have to do is concentrate on weeding the flower beds.
In fact I was so impressed with the fake grass I started looking up fake bedding plants on the internet………as good as the real thing – they just don’t need maintenance…my husband muttered under his breath to ‘have a look and see if they do wives?’ – I chuckled a bit and mentioned the movie Stepford Wives and had a quick glance at him – eek! He wasn’t joking….I quickly added that Jordan was pretty plastic…but he said that she was far too high maintenance and not sure if he was talking about the botox, hair dye or boobs… Then I decided that I couldn’t waste any more time thinking about it…..
Anyway the sun shone and the grass was adored and we barbecued and had a really lovely day. Only problem I have now is that my garden furniture looks really grotty – so I need some more for my gorgeous new outdoor retreat. Without a moments hesitation I reached for my bible…yes! You guessed it…..the Next Directory (all hail). I decided to do some Next browsing and I’ve chosen a very stylish and good low maintenance lovely new table and chairs (yup! Yet more waterproof plastic!) called the Ibiza Set (of course, what else?!) some round zinc planters, and a fabulous Slouch Sack which I may need to buy two of as we are already arguing about it! So, we are all set for this summer of all summer’s – apparently there is going to be a heat wave and it’s going to be hot, hot hot!
Meanwhile, back in the real world and away from my plastic garden – life is good…we are all like a little well oiled machine, doing rounds of chores, looking after each other and just plodding along at a nice pace…in fact someone said to me the other day, we were exactly like The Waltons!
So, having loved the programme when I was little I was delighted to catch an episode of it the other day……I settled down chuckling that Chelsey was like Mary Ellen (mini mum), Joe was like Ben..etc etc etc….I was staggered to see that their whole day is taken up with doing chores. I couldn’t believe it! It starts with a really early breakfast, then some of the children go off to school after they’ve washed up a mountain of plates, cutlery, cups etc (there are so many of them, they only just finish washing up in time for lunch), Pa and John Boy go off to cut huge amounts of logs (presumably just enough for the fire they’ll need after supper to heat the house?).
Grandma starts cooking the supper after lunch (which she started cooking after breakfast) and then Mary Ellen goes to clean and tidy all the rooms whilst Elizabeth who is too young for school sweeps the veranda – I can tell you I was UTTERLY exhausted by the end of watching half an hour of it…I was relieved (for them to be getting some rest?!) to hear the familiar ‘night ma, night pa’….’night Jim-Bob’ etc etc. I actually felt really sorry for them as all they had to look forward to was waking up and doing it all over again! I suddenly felt quite lucky though, however much I moan about my little brood. I went and kissed my little helpers – no silly – not the children! My boiler, washing machine, dishwasher and hoover!