Fun and wife swapping
Grandad April 18th, 2010
I had a very busy day yesterday.
It was a beautiful day, so I decided it was time to do some long overdue jobs around the estate. There were hedges to be trimmed, ground to be dug and trees to be cut back. I set Herself to the digging while I trimmed some shrubs. I had to leave the tree pruning as I didn’t have a suitable saw. I even cut the grass.
Of course, having cut the grass, I had to have a bit of a smoke. Then the neighbours got wind of it, as it were, and they wanted a sample of the grass too. We ended up having a bit of a neighbourly barbecue.
It’s funny how these things get out of hand.
Somebody suggested a spot of wife swapping. I was all on for it, but for some reason Herself wasn’t too keen. I persuaded her that it was all in the best interests of the community spirit, so we went for it.
I’m very glad we did.
I swapped her for the loan of a chain saw.
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That’s a good deal. Do you get to keep the chainsaw?
Unfortunately he drove a hard bargain. He insisted it was only a loan, both ways.
Did she take the spade with her? ’Cos I wouldn’t try digging with that chainsaw.
Better be careful GD. she might not want to come back!
King’s Bard – I’m not worried about the digging. That’s one of the jobs she enjoys [or so I keep telling her].
Geri – That’s cruel. Please don’t raise my hopes like that.
I trust they threw the fuel for said Chainsaw in for free ?
After all .. you’d fed “herself” …
The chainsaw tank was full, and Herself was well tanked, so it was a fair swap.
Hmm, the words ” …and they wanted a sample of the grass too.”
In my book there is grass and there is grass. I wonder if the pipe smoke that attracted the neighbours’ attention smelled of ‘grass’ in that other sense, and they, and yourself, experienced ‘heightened awareness’ leading to the wife swap lark? What varieties of produce grow in your garden?
Jayzus, Gareth! I couldn’t be mentioning things like that on a public web site. I would have all sorts of strange officials and busy-bodies knocking on my door.