… this hole in the ground. Bernard Cribbins clearly had similar problems to those confronting my family recently.
You see, this hole digging lark has been the lot of the Lawyer over the last few weeks and lots of people have been sharing their wisdom on hole digging with him. It’s his fault since it was his need for a pond that has been driving this. He was the one to persuade the Textiliste that the one thing our garden lacked was a hole and water.
We used to have a pond. When we first moved in, 25 years ago. But the Lawyer was a bit too interested in it so health and safety decreed it had to go.
Throughout this period of home drought, his divining instincts drew him to every pool or pond. Even just standing in the rain made him happy….
Even if the Vet was never entirely convinced…
He helped me build a new flowerbed and seating area where the pond had once been.
So eventually after 24 years of hurt we said ok. And there’s been no stopping him.
First we needed the precise spot.
And then there was the first cut and the canine approval.
The dimensions have caused some debate. In the end we decided we wanted a bog garden at the lower end (to the left in the above picture) with the deeper part – a metre deep – at the right hand end.
The amount of earth that has been shifted is about seven tonnes. Currently it sits in a Krakatoa sized heap in a small compound in the front garden awaiting a skip. Most of it is a sort of modellers’ clay.
At least he’s kept smiling throughout.
Some others helped. I left the hard work to the Lawyer but became involved latterly with the technical stuff. Like slapping clay on the sides. But mostly he just disappeared into the ground.
And then, just as we had bought the lining and were deciding we needed to tidy up the sides because they were a bit too straight, it rained. And rained.
And we wondered if we needed the lining after all.
But at least it was good for the ice bucket challenge.
We smoothed sides and stood back; we await the return of the Pond Guru from holiday for his final instructions/telling off if, as I fear, we’ve done it all wrong. Ten days ago, it was like this…
But now the water is receding so we may have to line it after all.
PS I have always tried to convince people I don’t like water, swimming, the sea and all that jazz. But there is some evidence that this urge-aquatic that infects the Lawyer comes from my side of the family…
PPS And Dog always enjoys our efforts – if he can pin one of us down for long enough….