This Feb has been colder than January,the village has gone into hibernation and so have we pottering around the house painting this and that looking for any signs of life outside, and then one morning an elderly gent could be seen with a wheel barrow climbing up and down the embankment gathering twiggy things,sort of gauze with really spiky thorns well why?until we learn the lingo we may never no,for goats or the fire we thought.Anyway back to the tale,the man only had one arm,how dose a guy with one arm steer a wheelbarrow?all to much for David,it was bitterly cold so armed (excuse that)with the words pomosht помощ(help)off he went got the van out next i saw was a prickly wheelbarrow lift into the van and the man heading for the van door and away they went.On his return we laughed,the poor sole was bemused think he thought David was pinching the barrow,anyway man and load got home the easy way for a change (if i can help somebody as the song goes).
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