This sunny Sunday - the 3rd of November - was mostly spent by me sweeping up leaves from the terrace outside and - inside the kitchen - sweeping up dead flies..In a way I was glad my garden man was not here to do it - like most men (?) he likes to use machinery to do things...and his leaf-blower is hideously noisy. He wears it on his back, cigar in mouth, and stomps to and fro. I had cleverly put all the chairs on the table so there were no obstacles as I went to and fro. All suggestions as to how to get moss off stone easily gratefully accepted.
In the kitchen it was dead fly time and I confess to having used a fly killer spray - yes, yes, I did cover all the pans, crockery etc (my nose) before spraying. When I was much younger - and permitted to go up ladders - I did use those sticky coils that you pin to the ceiling. For some reason the flies are attracted - and get stuck. Then one has to go up a ladder and unpin the sticky mess....
