You may remember that two olive trees had to be moved to allow the hovel to be extended. One perished quickly. The other one appeared to be at death's door by the summer. Thus I applied the sort of fertilizer only a man can apply at every opportunity and as you can see below... it is a sea of green. It has made it. I am not sure if it will bear any olives next year but the fightback has begun.
On completion of this year's harvest six trees must be moved to make way for the swimming pool that daughter Olaf demands as a pre-requisite for her presence. Fingers crossed on that transplant.
Continuing the biblical theme a sinner, that is to say the unreliable carpenter, has repented. Well sort of. He was due to pitch up on Friday to install shelving. But much to my surprise his brother and a workmen made it up to the Hovel today and work is now underway. Six of the eighteen shelves have now been installed and look amazing. I have spent a happy afternoon starting to fill them with books. On that subject more to follow.
