As I expect everyone to be fully aware I am currently in the throes of building a patio at the bottom of my garden. Here is a picture of the earth I have excavated next to the hole one dug and filled with hardcore:

Now then, now then, whilst digging this hole on Saturday I was continually surrounded by these silly little bees that were determined to investigate the ground I had just dug. They were, thankfully harmless and showed no interest in stinging me. There were not aggressive, even when I deliberately shoveled soil over them. Nice little bees. Whilst digging I listened to my Pure One DAB radio, Talksport of course.

During a rest break I stood beside the shed and surveyed the pit I had created. Upon this surveying I spotted a little froggy in the pit. I have no idea where this little froggy had come from but he was trying to make his way out of the hole, rather unsuccessfully. I decided I would help the little froggy, but first I would watch over him for a bit whilst I decided how best to lend a helping hand.

In order to help I positioned my spade under the froggy whilst he climbed up the corner of the pit. Then when he stumbled and fell I had him on the spade. I had to use the spade because I was too scared to touch. I then elevated the froggy to ground level and allowed him to amble onwards. He went off behind the shed and I bid him a fond farewell. For sometime after the rescue mission I was very pleased with myself, I just kept thinking in my head that I had "saved the day".

The day before, Friday for your information, I had managed to remove the following bamboo plant from the planned area of the patio:

I thought I would dig the sod out a real treat and then pot it, you see. The pot was purchased from the garden centre on Saturday morning for £19.99, I can tell you now that with the bamboo and earth in it weighs a shit load. I had to drag it along the floor to its current position, and that was a monumental effort. The effort is worth it though; on Sunday I went to B&Q and they were selling a bamboo plant half the size of mine and in a worse pot for £29.99. Good, my effort in digging and pot purchasing was entirely justified.

Tomorrow I'm off to the cricket at Lords, should be good if the weather holds up. I also have Friday off and I'm hoping that by Sunday I'll have a finished patio, let's just hope this good weather continues.

Oh yes, last night I had a little BBQ and ate some sausages. A bit later on we heard the next door neighbors having a right old barney. The woman was crying and really carrying on, she was shouting at her husband a lot. This morning as Tash left the neighbor was also leaving and she told Tash that "he'd had a few drinks", I wonder what happened... I really do.