I've bought a rickshaw.
(That sounds odd. Bought? Boughten? That's better - I've boughten a rickshaw.)
Didcott was cross.
He says we don't want to draw attention to ourselves.
I said - all eyes will be on the rickshaw; not on us.
He liked that.
We've been taking turns to pedal. Worthing sits happily in his baby seat - and waves.
(That sounds odd. Bought? Boughten? That's better - I've boughten a rickshaw.)
Didcott was cross.
He says we don't want to draw attention to ourselves.
I said - all eyes will be on the rickshaw; not on us.
He liked that.
We've been taking turns to pedal. Worthing sits happily in his baby seat - and waves.
* * * * *
I've scrubbed (scrubben?) spiders n
ests from old flowerpots.I've taken green-wood box cuttings.
I've been interviewed by yet another policeman.
Apparently (oh what a surprise! ! ! ) a neighbour thinks I'm spying on her. She says I've been peering into her garden through binoculars. She thinks I've been inspecting her washing line with the intention of stealing more of her clothes.
Maybe, on a far and distant planet, a female Martian is stomping round in one of Mrs Rustbridger's old and lacy tops - old tights arranged loosely round her ankles - skirt hitched high at the waist.
But (I asked the policeman) did he seriously think I admire Mrs Rustbridger's taste, her style . . . her anything?
* * * * *
Soon, we'll sow the giant pumpkins.
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