A different path

Our garden has a funny layout. There's a narrow concrete path with a narrow border on one side and a huge expanse on the other. I suppose this was ok when there was a narrow border and a lawn but lawns are for wimps. When you're growing veg you don't want to have to stand on the soil too much, you want to be able to reach from the path. So today (after a smashing afternoon with Tim&Jim) Jon made a new path that divided the huge expanse of plantable earth into more manageable, and reachable, sections.

marking out the path

edging it with bricks (though Mum says these aren't bricks but pavers, but I don't understand what they are so let's just call them bricks)

nearly finished!

For reasons I'm not 100% sure of, Jon decided to make it look like a railway. If any of my colleagues see this, please note, it was not my idea!

Hannah gets asked to get off the ladder by an armed police man

Before we went on holiday to Sevilla (which is what we call it: It was great, thanks for asking!) we had a family oriented weekend, and not even just with our own! Along with John and Jude Pass-Guthrie-Broadhurst, the Francis-Hubbard-Mileses popped round with Mr and Judy Francis before their walk on Hampstead Heath! Full house!

As we finished our tea (courtesy of Brown Betty), we began to be surrounded by the fuzz, with guns. So, suspecting they had been grassed up, the Francis-Hubbard-Miles gang beat a hasty retreat.

We hid out in the garden, where Hannah and I cracked the whip and got J&J PGB back to the hard graft, in preparation for cracking rocks in Sing Sing.

With his super strength John Pass breaks 2 prongs off our fork!

Then clears all the ivy and stuff off our neighbours shed/garage: It was growing through from ours and ripping it to shreds - we don't want no legal action! When Hannah was up there, a policeman in the side-road waved her down because of the impending shoot-out!

After a stand off with the police down our road, Rob and Laura Guthrie-Durrant arrived and we set Rob to work too. Laura is absolved from work duties because she's in the club (like 50Cent).

Bend at the knees Jude!

Oh, they're clearing our garden of weeds and overgrown-ness, by-the-way.

The view from space.

"More tea?"

"Yes and make it snappy!"

Our second fork gets broken!

As night falls, we pack up for the evening and, under cover of dark, avoiding police helicopters and searchlights, we sneak off down Ye Olde Rose & Crown for beer and that.

We get a delivery

What's that space for?

That looks like an interesting package, I wonder what it could be....

IT"S OUR BED!!!!!!!!!!

In a lot of bits

Phew! Tim is here to help put it together (check out my skirtains, embarrassing!)

and Laura, woo!

Make my bed Tim!

with Jon's help of course

oh no! Jon's lost his head!

look! I'm helping too.

nearly done...

FINISHED!!!!

The sitting room gets sat in

Just to prove that we don't spend all our time faffing in our house with diy. Sometimes we invite people round to congratulate us on all our hard work too.

James Francis shows he's a mean organ player

and face eater. He actually drew blood!

The only person sitting in this photo isn't even using a chair! Maybe it is a standing room instead. P.S. do you like my temporary makeshift curtains? 

100% E17

After all the fun of decorating and cleaning our new house, Thursday was man and van day. The three houseketeers (you know, like musketeers but doing house stuff instead) went to Acton one last time to finish last minute packing and the big clean before handing the keys back to the agents. Although we thought we might have one last trip to the PV by the time we had got stuck in traffic on the north circular we all were tucked up in bed/blankets on the floor by 9.30pm.

The brilliant men arrived with their van at 8.30ish on Thursday morning. The poor things had had their van broken into the night before but that didn't stop them being super. We couldn't believe it that everything actually fitted in the van, except my bike which Jon took in the car (on loan from Dr. Lloyd). Then Mum and I set to work making 14 Agnes Road the cleanest it has ever been. Fingers crossed they'll be no reason not to give us our whole deposit back.

After Jon spent a good part of his life on the North circular (we got him a Laveli bakery cake though so he wasn't too sad) we were all three back in Walthamstow, with a lot of boxes. So obviously we ignored these boxes and went down the pub with our friend James and his Mum and Dad.

Beer brewed out back for £1.99 and pub grub for £4.95. The William the Fourth is fab!

Then on Saturday Jon handed the keys back to the agent, now we are 11% E17!