11.03.2025 More gardening.

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  Tuesday 11th A cool, grey, misty day is promised with light showers possible. Rain starting just after lunch time.

 Up at 5am. I was having a reasonable night until 4.30. Then it was a matter of holding out until a more reasonable hour. I'll wait until 6am before having breakfast. I am sweating as if over-dressed but too cold in the 63F/17C room. The stove went out last night as I was dozing. Before it had a chance to contribute anything to the warmth of the room.

 6.00 39F/4C. Stove lit and going well. Breakfast. 

  I could see blinding, white lights out on the fields last night. As a vast machine, based on a combine harvester chassis, sprayed the field. Luckily I was hundreds of meters away. The sheer scale of the machine dwarfed the bungalows lying between us. 

 The machines use fixed spray tracks, calculated by GPS. With LGP tires [low ground pressure] to minimize damage to the cultivated soil. Out on the roads they take up so much room that they ought to have a police escort. Doing the job at night minimizes the risk of meeting an impassable object. Or upsetting commuters.

 8.30 Returning from a walk along the road. I managed a couple of hundred meters but was tiring quickly. So headed back.  

 8.50 Morning coffee over. The room has reached 70F/21C. I am sweating.

 Went back to bed on a 40min. alarm.

 11.30 Rather foolishly I have been attacking the brambles again. Not only the huge thicket to the west but in the front hedge. I got carried away and trimmed back the overgrown Cornus in the front garden. If only to get past. 

I am now so knackered I could throw up. I never intended to stay out this long. There was so much to do because I have been ignoring it all. 

 I continued with the gardening at intervals but was very tired from the flu. Much of the afternoon was spent dozing. Duration unknown.

 I washed up instead of making dinner. I really didn't feel like eating anything. Then I opted for poached eggs on toast. I had set the oven timer for six minutes. Having placed the Pyrex cup with the eggs in the boiling water I had gone to fill a basket of logs for the stove. The egg whites were firming in the cup by the time I came back. So I tipped them into the simmering water and waited for the bell. They were perfect.

 

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