I've just been for the messages; I was lifting bags out of the boot when my neighbour, cleaning her car (again! ) said, "You've got a thing about mud, haven't you? Every time I see you there's a different colour on the car (it's, well, "supposedly", it's white ) If someone digs a hole you're there having a keek down, and all there is is mud!"
Not much I can say to that really, she knows I work in parks and castles and woodlands, she knows I'm interested in archaeology.........but you know there's a lot you can tell about a place by the mud There's pale grey mud from Loch Achray's roads, red ash from Glasgow parks, rich black stuff from the castle policies, sticky slippy brown clay from my garden, black ashy stuff from the burnside......it's not *bad* stuff is mud, I don't much like it on the carpet but that's really it. I live in a wet bit of the world, there's always mud about, I don't see what she's moaning over It's not like it's toxic In fact It can be used to clean skin, used as a good mordant, make pots, seal ponds......
I don't think I have a problem, I think my neighbour does; any woman who can spend two hours a day pulling her curtains just so, needs to get a life I reckon, but it appears that she believes *I* need to get one
Funny old world, really.
What colour's the mud round your way, and do you use it for anything useful?
Cheers,
Toddy
Not much I can say to that really, she knows I work in parks and castles and woodlands, she knows I'm interested in archaeology.........but you know there's a lot you can tell about a place by the mud There's pale grey mud from Loch Achray's roads, red ash from Glasgow parks, rich black stuff from the castle policies, sticky slippy brown clay from my garden, black ashy stuff from the burnside......it's not *bad* stuff is mud, I don't much like it on the carpet but that's really it. I live in a wet bit of the world, there's always mud about, I don't see what she's moaning over It's not like it's toxic In fact It can be used to clean skin, used as a good mordant, make pots, seal ponds......
I don't think I have a problem, I think my neighbour does; any woman who can spend two hours a day pulling her curtains just so, needs to get a life I reckon, but it appears that she believes *I* need to get one
Funny old world, really.
What colour's the mud round your way, and do you use it for anything useful?
Cheers,
Toddy