The heat prevails...
Bob had to leave for work at four this morning so the whole family got up extremely early. No, I lie. Master Maxi chose to doze another hour which we knew by the loudness of his snoring. Good golly, he takes the cake but it is kind of cute.
Once Bob left, Maxi and I had to wait another half hour before heading out for his morning constitutional. Not that the lack of light would have bothered him, but lately he has taken to bark the joys of spring the minute we head out the driveway. He is too precious; each morning he throws back his little head and lets out these little barks of sheer joy at being able to go for a walk...which of course is understandably frowned up by others this early in the morning.
Today was the day to get our yearly road worthy certificate renewed. A nail-biting task as there is always something but hey, it needs to be done and our car is now getting new winter boots and a few small lamps for illuminating the number plates. All in all a cheap round. While I was sitting at the mechanics airconditioned waiting room, I couldn't help but notice how busy this dealership is. People kept popping in, phoning for appointments and like me, waiting to have an appointment done. Nice, in the middle of nowhere a young guy ( about 30-ish ) has build a successful business, created at least four full time jobs ( nirvana of village living ) and is friendly and polite to boot.
The heat is crippling and I have to wait a few more days before mowing the lawns. Those silly few who mowed in the last few days have been rewarded with an almost dead lawn and hardly any rain in sight. I tell you, the sheer madness of out-gardening one's neighbour could almost be classified a spectator sport. Like dominoes the lawns of a street fall prey to neighbourly need to outdo each other....it seems that life hasn't changed much since the fictional village stories of St. Mary's Mead by Agatha Christie...
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