The weather here is pretty tickity boo at the moment. I can't go walking though. I have a badly bruised heel from walking with shoes that have very worn heels. The wife bought me some new ones from Lidl last week and said I am a tight wad and should throw my old ones away. Hmm.. They only cost her 22 Euros from Lidl. The last pair I bought cost me 44 Euros from a 'proper' walking shoe shop!
I haven't been able to think what to blog about. Then I looked at my daffodils (see photo) today and thought about visiting Irish gardens that are open to the public.
This reminded me of once when we went to visit a garden open to the public here in Ireland. Any road. It was around Easter and this garden had just opened for the summer. I don't think they had remembered to do every important thing, like turn the water on and put toilet paper in the lavatory facilities. Eh? Don't worry dear reader, all will be revealed.
We duly paid our money in the 'honesty' box at the posh gardens. Then we did saunter around the gardens and marvelled at the Rhododendrons and Azaleas.. They love the Irish acid soil.
Then we sat eating our sandwiches in the picnic area and we observed a few other people arrive in cars. There was a family of Germans (Deutschland reg) who parked their car and sat near us eating their already prepared homemade ("Ere is von I prepared earlier") sandwiches.
Mr German gets up and goes to the toilets, I presume. My missus decides she wants to go for a wee. So I wait at the picnic bench until she gets back. She comes back and asks me if I would like to go for a number one or number 2?
Off I goes to the toilet. I place my hand on the toilet door handle and Mr German from the picnic area opens it from his side. I nod and he sheepishly smiles. Then I notice the toilet bowl is full of number two's. There is no toilet paper. I attempt to flush the toilet. It does not work. I go to the sink and the there is no water. There is no water to wash my HANDS!!
I turn round and open the door and a man nods and I smile sheepishly. He goes into the toilet with no water and full lavatory bowl. Then I hurry down the garden path. I think to myself:
"It wasn't me mate. Honest!"
I haven't been able to think what to blog about. Then I looked at my daffodils (see photo) today and thought about visiting Irish gardens that are open to the public.
This reminded me of once when we went to visit a garden open to the public here in Ireland. Any road. It was around Easter and this garden had just opened for the summer. I don't think they had remembered to do every important thing, like turn the water on and put toilet paper in the lavatory facilities. Eh? Don't worry dear reader, all will be revealed.
We duly paid our money in the 'honesty' box at the posh gardens. Then we did saunter around the gardens and marvelled at the Rhododendrons and Azaleas.. They love the Irish acid soil.
Then we sat eating our sandwiches in the picnic area and we observed a few other people arrive in cars. There was a family of Germans (Deutschland reg) who parked their car and sat near us eating their already prepared homemade ("Ere is von I prepared earlier") sandwiches.
Mr German gets up and goes to the toilets, I presume. My missus decides she wants to go for a wee. So I wait at the picnic bench until she gets back. She comes back and asks me if I would like to go for a number one or number 2?
Off I goes to the toilet. I place my hand on the toilet door handle and Mr German from the picnic area opens it from his side. I nod and he sheepishly smiles. Then I notice the toilet bowl is full of number two's. There is no toilet paper. I attempt to flush the toilet. It does not work. I go to the sink and the there is no water. There is no water to wash my HANDS!!
I turn round and open the door and a man nods and I smile sheepishly. He goes into the toilet with no water and full lavatory bowl. Then I hurry down the garden path. I think to myself:
"It wasn't me mate. Honest!"
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