After a combination of taking a long weekend and our Victorian public holiday for the Melbourne Cup, Adam has 95% finished off our new cage for the vegetable garden. He’s pretty pleased with it. And yes, the chicken wire has kept out the neighbourhood creepies thus far. What’s left are the multi-various species of insects and snails, which we are prepared to ‘live and let live’ for the time being.
Even I got into the action, getting so involved with my stapler-gunning the chicken wire to every possible hole in the fence that I missed the running of the Melbourne Cup – which both annoyed and surprised me, as I really enjoy the race for the sport, and then for the general spectacle besides. Not that it mattered – I wouldn’t have picked the winner. My pick came second.
Did you pick the winner? By cunning deduction or an office sweep?
*You know, if Dame Edna ever came on stage and said that instead of “Hello, possums” I reckon I’d die laughing.
