May 24, 2012 by

Sun Garden Me


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Sun garden me

So in the 4 years that I’ve been living in the garden I’ve only been out in the garden….twice. I know these are terrible stats especially as when I was sold the place on the rareity of having outside space in London. Huh?

But today I realised why. As I lay there on my African mat, labtop to the side and water at the ready I realised that we had a problem. Next door has a sunny garden. Mine is shaded by a great big tree!

So now I’m going to have to go on some big mission to cut this tree down. Not me of course. I can barely cut a loaf of bread straight. I’m not the one. But do I have to ask the council’s permission? Do I need to speak to the grumpy git upstairs who complains whenever I have sex. (I’m really not that loud dude, get over it) Will I have to take out a mortgage to get this done? It’s turning into a bigger issue than my not technical brain can cope with. All this so that I can sit outside in a bikini without anyone pointing at Maxine (budda belly) and asking when’s it due?

I reckon I’m going to leave the tree there and go to the park. Because by the time I sort this all out the bloody British summer will be over and I’ll be peeved. Best I go to the park nearby and bathe with the beautiful people.

That said it is a good incentive to have a BBQ. A small one mind….

Speak later my precious, I’ve got plans to make. Or a diet to plan. Decisions!

© Chelsea Black

Chelsea Black is a writer. Romantically seeking her Fubo (future boyfriend) she often gets distracted by misadventures. She is currently working on her second book, first baby (sperm to be confirmed) and first real career. Chocolate and cocktails are food groups

4 Responses to Sun Garden Me

  1. Barry

    Trees are lovely: Leave it alone (unless its a buddlea – ugly – or its causing structural-stuff). Instead be beautiful in the park. Who knows who you might meet there 😉

    • chelseablack Post author

      Bazza the park near me entertains the locals from the estate. I would have to Battersea or Hyde for the chance of a random cutie spot. I’m guessing that’s too much effort. And when you go to those parks alone you have to 1) avoid dogs – urgh! 2) pack like you’re going on holiday every time you want to use the loo. I just can’t

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