Day #1 Connection: Fair

My back garden had been a mess for ages; actually a mess is actually an understatement. I’m pretty sure my ‘eastender’ neighbour would complain or get the Faam-illey to come and sort me out!

The skip arrived at about 9am. I’d popped out to the shops to get some cheese and chicken sausages to go with breakfast and got back just in time to see the crane haul my skip on to the front driveway.

One thing I’ll say about shop etiquette during this Covid-19 mismanagement. Why on earth shops have customers queuing outside (in the fresh air) two metres apart adhering to social distancing protocols only for said protocols to become completely null and void once customers are inside (in a confined area) makes no sense to me.

So, after breakfast I got started on the gruesome task of lumbering all of the accumulated junk from my backyard to the skip. Thank God! I thought to myself concerning the weather and what an advantage it was to be out here doing particularly this while clear skies and rising temperatures ensued.

With Sandstrom hooked up I turned up the tunage for my neighbours but mainly for me and proceeded to clear the pathway leading from the driveway to the garden. I’ve been making a thing of going out by the front drive and sitting with the music playing out at high volume.

Not because I purposely wanted to disturb the peace, I like quiet just as much as the next person. But it’s been so mundane with the current situation I’d decided to switch things up a bit.

Now not to brag and I am by no means what you would refer to as a D.J but the selection of randomly selected track playlist that I blessed the street with was nothing short of par excellence.

It was quite cathartic clearing away the mess in the garden. In an uncanny way it allowed me to clear away my own mess that had accumulated in my mind over the same period of time. Each bag of rubble or piece of broke down bits of furniture I threw away I the skip so too for all the clutter and negative thoughts that had begun to take over within my own mind.

The work isn’t finished yet. I’ll need to order another skip to finish off the garden, so to I will have to revisit the contents of my mind once more. One thing is for sure, the view of both is looking a whole lot better.