As I pulled up to park in my normal spot near the vets tonight, I was amused to find this going on. A mini film crew with a sound man, a camera man, a girl with a clipboard (modern clapper board-I know nothing about filming!) and another woman, who may or may not have been the director, were attempting to film a woman and her dog get out of a car. The dog was a little white curly haired thing in a decorative coat. His owner was a tall, well tanned lady, in big shades and a stripey mini dress. She had a companion in the car just sitting. While I watched (I had a few minutes to spare) they attempted to film the dog getting out of the car with the woman about eight times. "We haven't got our shot yet and you've got to go in ten minutes, let's do this!" the director said helpfully. I went in the vets, Cassie was inspected, injected and weighed, and they were still all there when I came out! I wish I knew who the woman was and then I could look it up!
Look at this fantastic collapsed garage-in the middle of the really posh bit of Greenwich-it looks great but is a massive job waiting for someone. Imagine the spiders in there-and in the ivy growing all over it.
Lilly looking a bit sweet and dopey behind the basil-probably relieved it wasn't her turn for the V.E.T.
I may be becoming very boring by now, but I am still working on the fence. It is so difficult! I have one more panel to go, and put like that it doesn't sound much. But, the panel I did today took me all day. It was very reluctant to come out-after unscrewing it (the easy bit-especially since whoever put it there in the first place didn't put many screws in to hold it up. They must have foreseen the ivy!) I prised it with my beautifully strong Spear and Jackson spade. I kicked it, feeling like some kind of Ninja-until my foot went through! I sawed it, pulled and pushed it, banged it against the tree stump several times to (hopefully) dislodge most of the spiders. I packed it, wrapped it, and drove it to the tip. I drive along in fear of a big spider creeping over my shoulder. I carry the spider hoover with me just in case! I am having a break from it tomorrow and going out for the day with my Mum-hurrah!
