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sessifetThe entire garden is pretty much pebbles overgrown with StuffTM.
I have cleared most of one half and am about to tackle the other half.
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azekeil would like part of the garden to be lawn. This is probably going to be the bit between the Noo Big BedTM and the future renewed shadow bed under the trees.
The path in the garden is just big paving slabs laid on top of the aforementioned gravel.
The whirlygig needs moving to a less incredibly awkward place in the garden.
There is no access to the back of the house from the front except through the house or the utility area, so no easy way to get rid of the gravel except bucket by bucket.
Current plan: Clear the entire garden of weeds. Move gravel from the (to be) lawn side to the other side so it is out of the way.
The ground under the gravel and weed cloth is dead. Really dead. Also compacted. I'll need a pickaxe* to get through so it can be mixed with compost and mulch and left for at least a season or two to recover.
Hopefully we can sow grass early next year.
Next step: use the gravel in some way or get rid of it...It'd be tempting to just go 'fuckit' and dump soil on top of it, but that feels wrong. Also, potential drainage issues and garden sliding into next door's yard issues. Never a good thing, that.
In other news: still no job. Never heard back from the agency that put me forward for a job in Cirencester, despite chasing several times. There's one iron in the fire at the moment, and I will call about that tomorrow. As for the rest, the job market's wonderfully dead at the moment and it is worrying me somewhat. The DIY in the hallway has stopped for a bit until we've figured out what the hell to do about the ceilings. I've got several ideas, but we need more information before we can decide on the best way to tackle the issue. In the meantime, I am going to sand and clean ALL THE WOODWORK, which requires new sandpaper for the orbital sander. Also, I want to use colours for the panels on the door. Something that goes well with the teal panels on the stairs...
In other, other news triggered by a by no means isolated thing: Jesus fuck, can people all over the world just stop with the whole body-policing thing? It is not your fucking business what anyone does with their body, okay? Sure, you can be worried. Sure you can have opinions. But you sure as fuck do not have the right to dictate, assume or even pass judgement on what any other human being puts in their body or does with it. If you feel you do have a right to police someone else or even a whole group, especially under the guise of 'but I caaaare about your health!' I want you to keep that shit behind your teeth so you don't upset people who actually have to really deal with people like you policing them because you caaaaare so much about them and the horrible, horrible things they're doing to themselves. I don't even want to know and you can please fuck miles of off. *pantpant*
*Yes, I do. I really, really do. The fact that I go 'hee' and get an apparently worrying glint in my eye at the thought of owning and using a pickaxe does not negate the fact that I need one to do the work. Honestly.
I have cleared most of one half and am about to tackle the other half.
azekeil would like part of the garden to be lawn. This is probably going to be the bit between the Noo Big BedTM and the future renewed shadow bed under the trees.The path in the garden is just big paving slabs laid on top of the aforementioned gravel.
The whirlygig needs moving to a less incredibly awkward place in the garden.
There is no access to the back of the house from the front except through the house or the utility area, so no easy way to get rid of the gravel except bucket by bucket.
Current plan: Clear the entire garden of weeds. Move gravel from the (to be) lawn side to the other side so it is out of the way.
The ground under the gravel and weed cloth is dead. Really dead. Also compacted. I'll need a pickaxe* to get through so it can be mixed with compost and mulch and left for at least a season or two to recover.
Hopefully we can sow grass early next year.
Next step: use the gravel in some way or get rid of it...It'd be tempting to just go 'fuckit' and dump soil on top of it, but that feels wrong. Also, potential drainage issues and garden sliding into next door's yard issues. Never a good thing, that.
In other news: still no job. Never heard back from the agency that put me forward for a job in Cirencester, despite chasing several times. There's one iron in the fire at the moment, and I will call about that tomorrow. As for the rest, the job market's wonderfully dead at the moment and it is worrying me somewhat. The DIY in the hallway has stopped for a bit until we've figured out what the hell to do about the ceilings. I've got several ideas, but we need more information before we can decide on the best way to tackle the issue. In the meantime, I am going to sand and clean ALL THE WOODWORK, which requires new sandpaper for the orbital sander. Also, I want to use colours for the panels on the door. Something that goes well with the teal panels on the stairs...
In other, other news triggered by a by no means isolated thing: Jesus fuck, can people all over the world just stop with the whole body-policing thing? It is not your fucking business what anyone does with their body, okay? Sure, you can be worried. Sure you can have opinions. But you sure as fuck do not have the right to dictate, assume or even pass judgement on what any other human being puts in their body or does with it. If you feel you do have a right to police someone else or even a whole group, especially under the guise of 'but I caaaare about your health!' I want you to keep that shit behind your teeth so you don't upset people who actually have to really deal with people like you policing them because you caaaaare so much about them and the horrible, horrible things they're doing to themselves. I don't even want to know and you can please fuck miles of off. *pantpant*
*Yes, I do. I really, really do. The fact that I go 'hee' and get an apparently worrying glint in my eye at the thought of owning and using a pickaxe does not negate the fact that I need one to do the work. Honestly.
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Date: 2011-08-29 03:23 pm (UTC)invest in a mattock rather than a true pick-axe. You can get a pick mattock which still has a degree of pointy to keep you happy, but unless you're actively breaking up concrete (in which case consider a wrecking or digging bar), the broader blade of a mattock will make life *much* easier. Trust me - I wish I'd discovered them rather earlier than I did.
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Date: 2011-08-30 07:27 pm (UTC)And now I have GLaDoS in my head. Thank you, brain. :)
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Date: 2011-08-30 08:21 pm (UTC)Renting a rotavator to break up the top 6 inches may also be worth considering at some point. That will, of course, chop the roots of perennial weeds into small chunks that will all re-root and spread.
That's where Glyphosate comes in handy.