Ironically yesterday I attended the funeral of a local villager, Jim Pye, who after a long cancer related illness left his wife and family. Austwick church is such a peaceful place, if you discount the people - well some of them - and look beyond the obvious and it was a good tribute by the family to someone they loved very much. As i said on the attendance card, "remember those past and fight like hell for the living".
Invited around to have a bottle or two of wine with Ann and George, who have been real friends to me especially when I have been on my own doing silly things! Yes the infamous garden fire took revenge and I am sporting a second degree burn on the right wrist and first degree burns elsewhere! The resin from the trees acted as an accelerator and spurted out covering me to the extent all my clothes had to be discarded very quickly and I rushed into a cold shower! Thankfully I managed some self care and the former first aid training has come it to it's own! I have been very lucky it very easily could have been a real trauma! One way of making a hairy chest smooth as a baby's bum!
So gardening of this type on hold as I'm going to be careful not to get any infection into the burns. Going into Skipton to pay the double glazing firm again, for a small pain of glass needing to be replaced before the kitchen installation next weekend! At last it's actually going to happen!
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