Arrrrrrgggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh! That's better, I needed to do that or else punch the wall, and that would have hurt.
Picture the scene. It's a nice sunny, warm day, I've walked Emma down by the river, I've enjoyed my solitude and peace, I've come home and I've washing out on the line, guinea pigs running around in their large pen, and I'm now (reluctantly) cutting the grass. I've done the back, the sides, the slopes, did all the bits I hate first this time, and left the easy peasy bit (the front) till last. I looked up and thought, oh typical, I've just put the guinea pigs out in the sun, and now it's clouded up. Next minute, the heavens opened! Now I'm using an electric mower for a start. Out the corner of my eye and I see her from next door has appeared and is saying something. Now my mower is very noisy and by this time I was facing away from her, so I just left it running and shot through the gate into the back garden to get the washing in and cover the guinea pigs with some sort of shelter before they got soaked. I didn't want to bring them in cos I was halfway through cleaning out their cage indoors. This done, by now it's raining even harder, but I thought to hell with it, I want to finish cutting the front, so I go back, she's gone in. Phew. I start the mower up again, and within seconds, she's there again, and I said very loudly "oh fuck off" and just carried on cutting, not looking her way, I mean I was rushing, by now it was absolutely pissing down! I was drowned and in danger of getting electrocuted, and that silly old woman wanted to chat! She went in again! Now I don't know if she heard what I said or not, I doubt it, because the noise from the mower is VERY loud, but dear me, what the hell is up with her? I mean, she had been away overnight, I was hoping for the whole weekend, only been home about an hour I think, and then she'd been down the shop, because I saw her as I was going out with Emma, so it's not like she hadn't spoken to anyone all day and was lonely or something!
I know, I am horrible. I am anti social, but ffs, she must have some brain cells left which said, oh dear I'd best let her get on with that and not interrupt?
Anyway, glad I got that off my chest. I have now calmed down. I had a nice time out with Emma, and also yesterday at Pat's, where I took some piccies of birds in her garden, but only from indoors so they aren't brilliantly clear. Lucky thing, she has a pair of Great Spotted Woodies coming all the time.
Got a Speckled Wood butterfly down the river today, there were others, and lots of different Damsels too, but none of the buggers would stay still long enough for me to photograph. As it was, I pushed my luck walking across the hay meadow to get the one that I did manage, good job the farmer didn't see me, although it was trampled down a bit anyway, it wasn't all me, honest guv!