Born in and now returned to Yorkshire from Scotland, spending summers in Italy. I knit socks but prefer to wear flip flops
Tuesday, 30 October 2012
Retirement as we know it
I am about to start the first day of olive picking. Mr FF has just taken delivery of a lorry load of sand cement and building accoutrements. See its not all pasta and prosecco round here but it is lovely and sunny.
This sounds heavenly to me...yes, even the building materials. Why? I'm just so tired of the grind of a rigid schedule; I don't mind work, but I'm looking forward to following my own agenda, and not the same old daily grind for someone else. Enjoy your days!
This sounds heavenly to me...yes, even the building materials. Why? I'm just so tired of the grind of a rigid schedule; I don't mind work, but I'm looking forward to following my own agenda, and not the same old daily grind for someone else. Enjoy your days!
ReplyDeleteI hope your fingers won't get cold, harvesting those olives.
ReplyDeleteThere is no need to rub it in.
ReplyDeleteDon't like olives, but will gladly join you in drinking prosecco!!
ReplyDeleteYum Yum! Save some for me please. Ros
ReplyDeleteHope you have a successful olive harvest, last year's produce was (and is still!) wonderful!
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