Farcical1
Well-Known Member
I usually just get on with it; easier in the summer when they’re out 24/7. However, this time last year I had to admit defeat when I got pleurisy. I really did think I might die at one point; I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone! My lovely husband stepped in for a week. I knew he wasn’t going to do them to my standards but they all survived and it did make me realise I may be too exacting at times. I am also on a great yard with people who help out when I’m at work and so is my husband.