|I made/designed eleven of these in two days|
My multi tasking skills even astound me sometimes. Now I can sit back and relax instead of rushing about, but I have an itch. Next month my husband has his annual BBQ.
Last Sunday in July every year is a Trini calendar event in my back yard. We are starting or at least I am sorting our garden out. My husband is a typical Trinidadian bloke he has the lastminute. com thing going on. Or you could say he has two speeds slow and stop. Personally I am more into preparing things well in advance, but you can’t teach an old dog new tricks, especially Steve.
This year is a little different though for Steve. With the operation on his knee this month, his father coming from Trinidad & his university graduation he needs to fluff is plumage. It is a month of comparing scares and certificates rather than listening to the same old stories. Thankfully it only happens once a year, but the story will keep going until he finds a new one.
Yes we have a few people that are there each year religiously that help and listen to Steve, but the aftermath I cleanup. Example the tents from last year were still in the same position this week from last year. Until a nice scrap metal merchant came and collected all the scrap metal from our yard this included the tent poles which were weather worn. I had convinced myself last year I was not going to do nothing, and neither did Steve. At a guess my sit on my arse plan was not subtle enough. At a guess I think this year it will be the same, and the year after that, and the year after that too.