Around Christmas time, the lad across the road promised me that he would de-gunk and pressure wash the little courtyard outside our back (side) door. Which is our main daily use door.

Why?

Because the courtyard is north facing and rarely gets the sun. It has a hideous concrete floor that attracts slimy, slippery gunk which is often more dangerous than an ice rink. Ask my head (!?)

And – because he wanted to say thanks for the food, company etc he’s enjoyed.

Aaaah! A beautiful thing.

But, work, life, weather intervened and it could not be done. Until today!

Yes – he’s off work because of something major happening to some peeps. The weather is glorious. And he remembered his promise.

Him and his mate have just spent over two hours working outside my back door.

Contract complete, says I. Thank you.

No! says he. It’s not good enough. We’ll be back again to re-do it. Properly!!!

Wow!

I am…happy?