Now it's Gloria Gardener's time to shine.

Note to readers (my lovely Baggees): For the avoidance of any doubt - every character in this blog is me!!! No Baggy was harmed in its writing.

Baggy's daily state!
Depression (Black = really bad/Grey = not great/Blue = okay/Yellow = sunny day): Yellow.
Anxiety (From 1 = barely any to 10 = gibbering wreck standard): 2.
Tears: No.
Pancakes (Yes/No): Irrelevant.
Syns (Baggy is allowed 8-15):  Waaaaaah!
Weight in her terrifying naked state (Stones and pounds): Time to get back to Fat Club.
Overall day:  💝

In spite of their sterling efforts on Saturday, Baggy and Calum needed to go back to the soon-to-be-a-holiday cottage once again on Sunday. There was still so much to do to get ready for the photoshoot yesterday. To be truthful Hormonal Hannah has forgotten what happened when, as it's all been a bit of a blur, but she does know that on Sunday, Calum took about 200kg of metalwork home (an anvil, the metal back-plate, a shaper-thingy-me-jig) and unloaded it on his own. Baggy stayed behind at the cottage so that The Domestic Goddess could finish off a few bits. Baggy finally got home herself at 10.30pm!

Yesterday they were back at the soon-to-be-a for 9.30am. There were still lots of little things to do, but they were ready and waiting for the holiday cottages lady by 1.00pm. Freda Fretter said, "I'm so nervous, I feel as though I'm being examined".
"Well you are!" said number one, not terribly helpfully.
Calum had lit the fire. The Goddess put up the firescreen, only to realise that it was covered in dust. So as the cottage lady arrived, The Goddess was mid-vacuum. But as she walked into the house she said, "Wow, well you've really exceeded my expectations". She seemed delighted as Baggy and Calum gave her the tour. Hannah started to relax.

The holiday cottage lady then handed Clever Bird a huge wodge of paperwork to complete, so while she and Calum got on with the photoshoot, Baggy sat in the summer house writing. Apparently Cal was a superstar and the lady wanted him on all her shoots! She finally left at gone 4.00! But apart from getting no blue sky shots, she seemed very pleased. Meanwhile, Freda was in a flap! They had agreed to take bookings from June 9th! Ages away thought Clever Bird. Yep, a whole three-and-a-half weeks! Don't panic.

Once again they weren't home until 7.00pm last night. The Goddess rustled up some supper and Baggy was in bed asleep by 8.30pm!

Meanwhile Clever Bird had arranged for the chimney to be swept at 8.30 this morning. She also decided that Baggy might as well get up at the same time as Calum, who was off back to work. The alarm went off at 4.00am!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Baggy and Minty Mutt set off at 5.00! So apparently it is feathery-law in Suffolk, that every bird in the county, large or small, should be on the road at this time of day! Furry Mama was constantly trying not to squash one! Mind you baggees, the birds in Suffolk are made of strong stuff. Remember the blackbird in Baggy's garden? Well she's gone from just squawking like a lunatic and doing a bit of dive-bombing when the cats go out, to full-on nutty bird mode! The other day Bracket was minding her own business, while doing her "business" in a plant bed, when the blackbird swooped down and pecked her on the top of her head. Poor Bracket shot inside like a, well, like a scalded cat! Now neither she nor Hinge will go into the garden without first checking where the blackbird is! Furry Mama has said to the blackbird, that if a choice has to be made, she won't be the winner, so she'd better back off Baggy's puddy tats, but Clever Bird doesn't think she's got the message. Anyway, Creative Clara digresses.

Baggy got to the soon-to-be-a at a little after 6.15 and Gloria Gardener went straight into the back garden. The woman was on a mission.

The following transformations took place between 6.30am and 2.30pm when Baggy left to go home.

From this:

To this:

From this:

 

 

To this:

From this:

 

To this: An about-to-be-a-BBQ area.

 

With an about-to-be-a-rockery.



No blue sky yesterday, today on the other hand:

In between, the lovely chimney sweep gave Baggy a bit of extra luck.

Even Gloria's grass has decided to make an effort - no baggees, look closely - it really is growing! Kind of!

 

Baggy got home at 4.00pm, fed the furries and went to sleep for an hour. That gave The Goddess enough energy to rustle up some pasta and Clara enough energy to write this blog. Tomorrow Baggy is staying at home for the first day in nearly two weeks! Grotty Groom wants to see her beloved horses and the furries need extra cuddles. Time for bed Zebedee..........