I woke at 4.30am, and was out walking Pépe at 5.10am, mad? possibly, it was still dark, but maybe just as well as the bin wagon came around just after 5.30am, I think a lot of people were caught out, being a Fiesta, they obviously wanted an early finish.
After checking my emails, and reading the online papers, I had breakfast, and then started on the kiosko again, but I didn\’t get much done, when I heard Conrado\’s voice at the gate, for some reason he doesn\’t like using the bell. He was there with chainsaw and machete, ready to attack the Mango trees.
the above photo was taken when we first viewed the house, the Mango tree behind the kiosko was taller than the house, the other down the right hand side of the building, was only slightly smaller. Conrado was like a ferret up a drainpipe, going up the trees, no fear at all, he cut most with his machete, which must have had an extremely sharp blade, then as he got lower he used the chainsaw.
In a way I was sad to see them go, I love trees, but they were too close to the house, the leaves and sap were a pain in the backside, it turned out the front one was inundated with ants, and had a wasp nest, so I was not that sorry at the end of the day, it will also mean less rubbish going in the pool, all that for £32, so I gave him a bonus, at first he wouldn\’t accept it, but after I explained that there was no way I would have been able to undertake the task, he accepted, and went on his way. Fortunately all the wood has gone over the fence to another neighbour, so I haven\’t had to fork out for transport, but I am absolutely cream crackered after shifting all the tree wood, and cleaning up, however that\’s now another job off the list!