Yesterday I spent two hours cleaning all around the bench, scraping out all the weeds between the slabs and block paving, trimming the grass, and sweeping all the muck up. This morning we found that the above mentioned teenagers had broken off a piece of tombstone, and thrown it down behind the bench. The stone smashed into three pieces.
It's always the same, whenever we try and tidy things up in the churchyard and make it into a pleasant place to walk through, the youngsters always turn it into a tip again. I'm sure they do it deliberately. Someone thought it might be fun to dump this rucksack.
I spent two hours today cleaning all around the lychgate. We have six steps from the pavement up through the lychgate and the kids hang around here and drop litter all over the place, despite there being a bin next to it. All this area is now clean and I have moved the bin to it's proper place next to the pub, after the kids decided it would be fun to move it. Lets see what it looks like in the morning. I can see that I will have to check it every morning this week just to make sure it is tidy for the wedding.
I seem to have been busy all day today. This afternoon I went round to my neighbours back garden, to prune and trim my hedge on his side. He is getting on in years and although he does all his own gardening, I feel it only fair that I help him out by cutting the hedge. I dont think he would be very stable on a pair of step ladders reaching out with a pair of shears.
I've had my photograph taken today for the Scunthorpe Telegraph, they are doing a story about my long walk. I asked Paul the photographer if his job is safe, as the paper is changing from a daily to a weekly. He said he has been made redundant and finishes on Friday. I feel ever so sorry for him, he has taken my photo several times before and he is such a nice guy. He has a family to provide for, I hope he finds something else to do. He talked about retraining, maybe a plumbers course. It must be horrible to lose your job after fourteen years with the same company.
Remember Rocky, the little dog who lives up the road, who never gets taken out or let out of his garden? I saw the daughter take him out last week, but that is a rare occasion. Me and Barry tried our best to get the woman to let Barry keep him, but she insists that he stays where he is. Anyway, I took him for a walk today, my pockets bulging with doggie treats. He looks a bit skinny, so I brought him home and gave him a Felix cat food pouch, he scoffed it down.
Graham's dog, Lady, can't go on long walks any more because she had a mild stroke when she was out with him, so when Graham goes on his days out with the Ramblers I shall look after her. He's off on a local walk tomorrow but can't take her because it will be about 9 or 10 miles. Henry choc lab is coming tomorrow afternoon as well, so they can have a play together. So I'm going to be busy tomorrow as well.