Tag: OAP

  • New ouchy moment x2

    Well, I’ve worn my safety glasses all day over the last two gardening days…. didn’t even knew I had them on, so comfy, and, well, see through ( well I guess they need to be!)

    So much so that setting off from one customer to the next, I tried to put my driving glasses on over my safety glasses as I forgot I was wearing them.

    No inci dents, no pokey eyes out, my safety glasses work.

    So, now I need safety glasses for the top of my head! Twice today I stood up from a kneeling gardening position clearing weeds completely forgetting there were low slung tree branches directly above my head. Not once but twice I managed to bang my head causing pain, some blood and more “ohh my gosh” comments or similar from me!

    So, head protection is my next challenge to find.

    Time for more plasters….

    and a cup-of-T

  • It comes in threes…

    So following on from my bashed eye and buying protective goggles ‘after the event’, I felt confident to continue my gardening business in the complete knowledge that I’m now super protected from damage by herbage.

    So, on Monday, it was a simple task, once again clearing Brambles ( this time from another customer’s garden)…. And, yes I had my goggles and gloves on ( oh, and work clothing too, that would have looked a bit silly without!)

    A simple task, flat ground, cutting away brambles growth arching over sprouting Daffodil, Bluebell and Snowdrops plants, taking care not to cut through those flowering Springtime jewels. Simple action, cutting in a short sweeping motion, side to side, left the right and repeat.

    Then from no where, this acute and intense pain across the whole of my lower back. “Ouch”, I said, or something similar. “Flipping heck”, I also exclaimed as this pain stopped me again in my tracks.

    What on earth have I done this time, I wondered? Well, not being able to stand in an upright position, feeling intense pain if I dared to twist sideways, I somehow managed to pack up, scuttle like a crab sideways to my van and load it and eventually sit into the driver’s seat and get home.

    It’s Friday now and the achy pain is subsiding but standing up from a sit down position on the settee leaves me bent over until I can straighten my back.

    Grief, I’m only 66 with no previous medical issues like this I’m having, and although the acute pain is slowly going it’s leaving residual aching for me to cope with.

    Anyways, I ‘will’ be out gardening again from Monday, albeit, taking it easy until my back says to me “ok now!”

    The problem is I was always told about things cloming in threes…..well, two down, one to go!

    now for a cup-of-T

  • Is it the adult version?…

    So, I’m 66, I loved playing board games when I was younger.

    I suppose for simplicity and knowing that you can play by yourself or with folk from all over the world, all is online nowadays yet the thought of just getting out a ‘real’ board game, settling down and being in charge of actual pieces of what ever the board game consist of is always the way ‘I’ would want it to be.

    Now take chess…. I’m no good at chess, but love to be in charge and making decisions in moving pieces about a checkered board trying to beat an opponent by reaching check mate as quickly as possible.

    However, here, no one likes chess, so I ended up just resorting to finding an online chess game to play whenever I felt the urge.

    Brilliant! I found one which worked really well…. So set off on my chess journey enjoying every game, playing against the ‘app’, and, surprisingly, winning each game!

    ‘Woah’ I kept saying to myself, I had forgotten how ‘good’ I was at chess, even though I’m not good at it really!

    So, continuing through several games and winning them all, a flash of a ‘star’ with a message ‘Congratulations, your doing really well’……’ You’ve reached level 2….now you’re at the 9-10 year old level’….😮🤣

    I mean, I’m 66!….. Now, I’m no good at chess….. So embarrassingly, I deleted the game, never to play again!

    now for a cup-of-T

  • Deep doodoo….

    Write about your approach to budgeting.

    So, I was always told that if I had £1 and spent 99p… Then all is fine…

    But if I had £1 and spent £1 and 1 penny then I would be in deep doodoo.

    So throughout my life even though I have sometimes been in ‘shallow’ not deep doodoo, I have basically managed with whatever money I have had.

    Each month all my bills are paid first, then if there’s anything left.. Great.. If not then that’s it until next month… It’s all about living within your means even if it means you don’t really have much to enjoy for yourself.

    I’m 66 and have worked since I was 15 and still working albeit less hours each week than I used to!

  • Goggles on, how about gloves?

    Eye has healed..yaay!

    Goggles bought and worn twice last week and thankfully doing their job whilst cutting away brambles from an old fence and yes, a bramble stem did hit my face so, thank you goggles, you’ve already paid for yourselves!

    Now it’s the turn of gloves.

    Not being a glove expert, but I’ve tried various types of gloves to try to protect at least my hands and fingers from being pricked, stabbed, popped and scratched and yes no matter which pair I buy they all fail….And for those pairs which are of thick leather or classed as welders gloves, they are so stiff to wear, they become difficult to hold plant stems and the secateurs to do the ‘job in hand’.

    It’s easy when gardening to be as careful as possible to negate the bodily damage done working around prickly plants, but when working in customer’s gardens and wanting to be as efficient and effective at clipping, pruning, restoring and removing said prickly plants it’s such a challenge also not to end up leaking the red stuff contained within my body, mopping up with tissue as I garden along. Not to mention the later evening discovery of broken off tips of thorns lodged firmly in my hands and fingers causing pain and swelling. Oh, the joys of gardening!

    So I thought I had got that ‘eureka’ moment last week in the discovery of a “guard glove”, a gauntlet type of glove for my fingers, hands and even my arms upto my elbows!

    Fantastic, or so I thought. Now, I’m not one to impulse buy, I researched these gloves before pressing that all familiar online ‘purchase button’ making sure that this company (never used before) was genuine, which it was.

    Reviews stated they were “just what I needed” “worked well” ” brilliant purchase for the gardening I do” and the photos of someone grabbing a length of barbed wire and stems of thorny roses made me ‘believe’ they were the ones I desperately needed. And to cap it all they looked so good, I bought two pairs!..hmmm.

    Arrival within two days of purchase, wow, impressive delivery!

    Gloves, well made, good fit for my fingers and hands right upto my elbows, yep as described in the advertising info.

    Ran out into my garden with glee, now, I really should have tried carefully, but I got caught up in the moment, as I thought I had solved my problem, I just grabbed the most prickly rose bush I could find.. and …”ouchy, woah, that hurt so much”

    Did they work and protect my hands and fingers as described… did they heck! They were terrible! But not to be defeatest, I put two pairs on each hand just to test their resilience to thorns and yep as thought, they were just as terrible!

    And not to be put off totally, the bramble clearing the next day for a customer, I tried again, and within one minute of wearing them they were off again! They were really worse than the cheapo ones I usually wear knowing that ‘they’ were no good when working with prickly stems.

    So, I contacted the supplier explaining my prickly predicament and they very quickly offered a full refund. I wonder why? Did they also know that these ‘anti thorn gloves’ really didn’t work?

    In my emails to the supplier I asked them to get a pair and try for themselves, only to be told they didn’t have any rose or bramble stems in their office!….. I’m still thinking about sending them my failed ‘guard gloves’ back to them with a selection of thorny rose stems and brambles for then to try.

    So, my journey continues to find gardening with prick and pain free hands and fingers!

    …. now time for a cup-of-T

  • After the event…

    It can’t just be me?

    I’m an eyesore..well..I mean my eye is still really sore and red although it’s starting to get a little bit better.. Guess these kinds of accidents do take time to repair.

    Good job I have two eyes ( I’m lucky there I guess)… At least one is in focus, the other is on its own way to refocusland!

    However, following this minor accident, it can’t just be me that does things after the event?

    Like simply buying eye protection which if I had worn, then wouldn’t have been in the predicament I’m currently in!

    It’s all about risk…. All I was doing was cutting down to ground level some 3 feet tall bracken, which had died back anyway as it usually does over Winter, using my long reach hedge cutters which I find less brutal to use than a brush cutter especially as the area had loose stones on it and a timber fence behind it.

    And easily munching its way through the dead bracken, it found (see how I blame the tool, not me the operator!) a long Raspberry came (alive) which was some what taller than the bracken and before I even had chance to think “best avoid that”, it had already cut through it, hurling it back to my face like a whip and so smacking across my head, oh, and eye…grrr.

    Now, this has happened before and you would think that I would have learnt after a previous and similar event and on that occasion I ‘was’ wearing goggles!

    So how did that happen you may wonder?

    Well, stupid as it seems the goggles I wore then keep misting up whilst wearing them (obviously) and they were supposed to be anti mist type, well, hmmm.

    So the two little air vents underneath the goggles had covers over them which I thought “good idea… I’ll remove them”

    “Ahh, that’s better”…not!

    Somehow the long stem of a plant found it’s way inside my goggles through the tiny hole where the air vent cover was and poked me in the eye!…. You couldn’t make it up!

    Any yes, I do wear safety glasses when using the strimmer for ‘obvious reasons’. Yet, somehow I seem at times to only react after the event!

    Soon my sore eye will be ok and must keep telling myself… ‘safety first!’

    Now for another cup-of-T

  • Ouchy….

    Well today’s gardening for two customers included getting whipped across the eye by a bent over stem which decided to wizz onto my left eye as it passed by and in my anguish turning to one side, banged my head on a low branch next me only for me to reel in the opposite direction for my head to connect directly with another ‘low’ branch!

    The words “ouch”.. or similar rang out repeatedly.

    My eye is sore this evening and I have a lumpy head!

    So, today’s score is Garden 3…Tel 0

    Time for a cup-of-T

  • Wooshing by…..

    Heck…. It’s the 4th February already….. It’s like it’s gone from first gear to sixth in the eye of a blink.

    Tweny for more days and were saying.. bye-bye to our friendly BillyWizz February!

  • Phew…marathon month

    Bye-bye Jannnnnnnnnnnnnuary….you were such a lonnnng month.

    Here’s to February!… Shorter month.. Slightly longer daylight hours and better weather… Says he who looks out at the monotonous grey covered cloudy sky with freezing cold temperatures☹️

    Still, Spring is coming very soon!

  • Sunshine

    Well, after such gloomy grey skies through January, yesterday was brilliant clear blue skies and bright (too bright) sunshine all day.

    And when working in folk’s gardens, gardening, made me feel so much better and much more positive.

    Everything and everywhere was lit up brightly with contrasting dark shaded areas throughout the day.

    For my wellbeing, it was a win-win!

    “Stay away gloomy grey sky days…just need brighter and sunnier times!”