
I have succumbed to temptation though, and (after resisting for three years) have bought some weed killer. I will only use it on the top terrace, and feel guilty when I do that, but there are some plants damaging the walls that just have to go. I have warned my friends who harvest the grasses and snails at my place to avoid that part. Once it is fenced in it will be a bit "doggy" for harvesting anyway, which lessens my feelings of guilt.
Overall I am a very happy camper; I know I am really going to enjoy my evenings outdoors. Next project? To build that fence for you-know-who...
Now it's back to work for me, this too is going pian piano...

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I SO BAGSIE that step for a glass of red wine. It looks FABULOUS!!!
The rascal and I made pizza and chocolate-coffee cake this evening (revision for his English test tomorrow of course) and had a ceremonial turning on of the lights. I turned them on as he sat in the middle of the steps waiting for the light, then he turned them off. No wine though... maybe tomorrow at lunchtime?
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