I heard a knock on the door after 12pm today. there was Hobo (aka Steve's Helper). He had some cards in his hand he picked up from the mailbox. He was asking (again) if I was sure it was all right to come over at 10am tomorrow to plant some apple trees. "Fine" I says, "No problem". (He did seem a bit worse for wear tbh)
In the evening, I went to the pub and Hobo is looking a lot worse for wear tbh. I'd be very surprised if he made 10 tomorrow!
Its quite likely that no matter how many trees I ask for, I'm gonna end up with one more so best bear that in mind. I want 3 to balance what I already have but 4 can be fitted in to the pattern with no trouble.
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