A Day in the Garden

“It’s a nice day – we can spend it in the garden” says my wife, but for her a day in the garden is one spent mowing, weeding, pruning and transplanting, whereas for me it involves relaxing in a cane armchair with a good book and a cool drink; inevitably we ‘compromise’ and I potter about as her apprentice, gofer and clearer-upper until the garden is licked into shape, after which we can sit down with a clear conscience and a cup of tea, and I can open that book.