I had had great plans for this evening, not least sorting out a fruit cage for the blueberry bush. At the weekend, I had bought the netting, so it was just a matter of getting off my rump and doing the deed.
Then I heard a clunk and a tearful child came running down the stairs… The phone has been dropped and the screen is now cracked. Grr…. As I am still tapping on it now, clearly it is not the end of the world but…. I have been wound up all evening.
At the same time, we’ve agreed this can mark a transition to the next chapter in our lives, where we put the gadgetry down and interact more – as well as do the jobs in hand before it gets dark.
The phacelia has been trampled on in the process of erecting the fruit cage but thanks to my neighbours’ security light we managed to secure the netting round the blueberry bush with the help of some bamboo canes, old yoghurt pots and a handful of pegs.
I wonder what it will look like in the morning. Maybe not quite as I had envisaged but no doubt more effective than the netting I just hung over the bush last year. Then the berries were gobbled up before we got to savour them, so something has been achieved. And even if my phone had been totally broken, that would not have been the end of the world either!