Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Happy Professional Administrator Day

Now that being what I am, I made sure to mention it in the church notices on Sunday. Not a lot just saying how hard I have to work and how unappreciated I am and what would they do without me and wouldn't it be nice to show some love.

Now normally no-one pays any attention to what I write in the notices (or say, but that's another story) so I didn't wait in for the cards and flowers to arrive. Imagine my surprise then when I had an email thanking me for my hard work and, left on my desk, chocolate! (Thank you, Dave.)

I am suitably embarrassed. But not too embarrassed to eat the chocolate.

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I am now receiving rejections for things I had forgotten submitting, so I have decided it's time for a career change and I know just what I'm going to do.

We used to have a fruitful and flourishing raspberry patch but it's has been sadly neglected and is overgrown and no more. It's low on husband's list of things to do so I tackled it myself this afternoon. I am an expert when it comes to destructive gardening. I am to gardening what arsenic is to old ladies. Give me a healthy young plant and I can kill it in five days, but put me in a jungle and I'm in my element.

I'm sure there must be lots of people out there who just want their gardens cleared; they're happy to do the planting but don't want to tackle the mess beforehand. This is where Destructibility Brown & Son (I will recruit younger son for heavy work) come in. The owner will have to sign a contract giving us free hand as I'm not too hot on what's weeds and what's not, oh, and younger son says the contract will have to include giving us rights of ownership over any broken plates we dig up (bits of a plate were found recently and were valued at £7,000). I think this is a really good idea. It's outdoor and manual so must be good for me. As long as there are no snakes or too many creepy crawlies. Younger son came home when I was mid-dig. He said, 'Watch out for the snake.'
'What snake?'
'The one living in the compost heap.'
'Oh, that one.'
I'm hoping we can have a mutual respect going. I will leave him alone as long as he stays away from me.

4 comments:

Chris said...

Is Surrey too far for you to travel daily? I'm the complete opposite of you - I love doing the planting and tending but not so keen on the clearing (although I do love to prune, which in my world is called 'hacking back'). Usually the clearing takes so long it lasts all season, I don't get the planting done and the bit where I started is overgrown again.

Oh, I think Blogger is psychic - word verification is splazjt which just about sums up your new career.

Liz Hinds said...

What a shame we're so far apart: we could be the perfect team!

We could grow fejwaji which is a distant relative of kohl rabi.

Tim said...

Thanks for my cake Liz!

Anna said...

Pruning, weeding, digging stuff up - I love all that too! Must have inherited it. Steve grumbles about the piles of weeds all over the path and lawn, but the soil is lovely and clean. Brown, and green-free, just as soil ought to be.