Sunday Bloody Sunday

Why do some people like Sundays ? Me I hate them with a passion. Get up late and have breakfast then start to get ready for work the next week, iron shirts make sure that I have creases in my trousers, clean my work shoes. Then take the WWW out shopping have lunch in one of the local supermarkets.
This morning I had a real treat I had to pull some weeds up in the front garden that have grown through the membrane that I installed two years ago to stop anything growing through (fat lot of good that was). Well the problem was not pulling up the weeds but then I decided to get tough With the brambles as well, hey I’m big if I pull something it normally moves.
These bloody things just laughed at me, in the end I cut them down. Felt good about that finally I had won. Nope wrong, I must have been kneeling on an ants nest.

The buggers have used me for their Sunday lunch.