Today is a beautiful Spring Day, not too warm. no wind and just enough sunshine.
I have been weeding on the patio, and cursing The Scot. When it was first built, we planned, well he planned and I had to agree.... and he insisted on putting in some plants. Now you all know how we agree hahaha on everything. I insististed they didn't go, but he was digging, and in his usual manner just wanted to get it done. And said... well put them in and if you dont like them you can take them out. I have spent the whole day trying to take them out, and cursing The Scot. I have just left him in the grden telling him I hated him. why did he just laugh.
This is what he has been doing, instead of helping me rid the patio of the fatal red weed flowers.