Wheelbarrow Day!

Yesterday turned out to be "Wheelbarrow Day"
An old friend had ordered piles of grit and had returned home to find it everywhere. It needed to be moved so I offered him my wheelbarrow.
Oh dear! Bad mistake!
Moving the grit paled into significance compared to actually getting the barrow up and running.
It’s one and only tyre was flat. I hadn’t noticed this until it was trundled down the long garden, clearly bumping along in a very ungraceful way.
My friend decided to take the wheel off in order to get it mended at the local garage.
Oh Dear!
It was not going to be easy. After twenty years of staying put and being a reliable wheelbarrow it just was not playing.
Suffice it to say that getting it off took time before my friend put it in the back of his car and left. The barrow itself minus its wheel lay on the ground, clearly visible from my front windows.
It’s still there this morning....I’ve looked.
What  happens now is debatable. My instinct is to shove it out of sight and forget about it. I’m very sorry it’s no use as a mover of gravel but I’ve had enough.
I don’t use a barrow very often and I have a gardener who does the really hard work.
I’m hoping that today won’t be wheelbarrow day 2. Enough is definitely enough.
We shall see.
It’s grey outside, not good gardening weather or grit moving weather either! On the other hand it could be a day for going to church...I’m just not sure which one.
Decisions, decisions!


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