Thursday, 26 March 2009
Inconsequential Post No. 94
My wooden rake was left on to me by the former owner of Casa Combo; hand-made (there's a statement of the bleeding obvious for you) and perfect for the three days of gathering when it comes to the cutting of the grass in the huge orchard at the beginning of June. The wooden teeth don't catch in the same aggressive way that a standard rake tends to and it's also considerably lighter. When it finally gave up the ghost last year I thought, sod it, I'll never get another one of those again. Well, blow me down wiv a fevver. I went to the local market to be ritually humiliated in front of tens of gurning gap-toothed peasants by paying far too much to have my wonderful Stihl strimmer serviced when, on the adjacent stall was..the new one. And it only cost €12. Oh joy! They probably ripped me off on that too, but I don't care!