Daily Archives: February 13, 2010

To Sainsbury’s in Swansea this morning, via the dump.  Graham had determined that our old cathode ray tube TV should be recycled, and that we’d transport it in the boot of the little Vauxhall hire car.

Actually, given the relative size of the giant old technology TV set and the new design thinking behind the little Vauxhall, it looked a little uncertain at first between the TV going in the car and the car going in the TV.  Graham was determined the latter argument would not prevail however, and the poor little car had no alternative but to give a tiny, rather tinny sigh as the rear load springs took the weight of the beastly grey monstrosity.

Graham likes dumping stuff.  He was all smiles and frosty huffy breath when he got back into the car, having left the TV in the ‘unwanted electronics’ bay.

It was beastly cold in Sainsbury’s car park, more so when we came out laden with goodies.

“It’ll be snowing come tea time,” I said, brightly.

“Where d’ya get that, then?” Graham asked.

“I can feel it in me bones.”

“Oh.  What did it say in the forecast?”

“Mild.”

“Well they got that wrong.”

Back home my morbid presentiment of snow disappeared in the face of a blast of lovely warm sunshine.  We’re lucky to live in the sunny end of our little valley, which seems always to be a couple of degrees warmer than outside.

“That forsythia is turning,” I said.  “It’ll be showing bloom in no time at all.”

“Now there you are wrong.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because I’m going to cut it down and shred it tomorrow.”

Graham, as you may have discovered over the years, has no love for yellow flowers.  And even less for forsythia.  If anything, he hates forsythia more than he hates daffodils.

So, as he gives me due deference for daffodils, I can’t honestly criticise his attitude to forsythia.