The other week I decided to clear up the garden for the season. The maintenance guys have dumped loads of broken furniture in the garden during the winter. I tried to sort it out and make it look less messy but there is just so much you can do about rubbish. My neighbour has been on their backs for months to get them to clear the rubbish from the garden but alas, it’s still there.
I picked up all garbage from the floor and swept it with a broom, including all used condoms and cotton buds. I have no idea how these condoms end up in our garden. Do we have prostitutes working in the house? Is it the neighbours that use their bathroom windows as rubbish shuts, or what’s going on?
When I finished cleaning the garden I put a nice bright table cloth on the table and some flowers. I was very proud of my work.
Three days later I went to the garden for a coffee and the first thing I saw was a used condom. We should install CCTV and bust the dirty beggars!
I will not give up! I just have to bring a bin when I go there and tidy up a bit before I use the garden.
In the weekend I took my deckchair to the garden and sat down in the sun with a good book. Suddenly, the wind shut the door and I found myself locked out. I knocked the door and shouted, ‘hello’. A dude answered my call and told me to use the front door! Seriously, I don’t understand how people think. It took me about five minutes to explain to the guy that I was locked out and needed him to open the door for me. When he finally did open and let me into the house, he looked very grumpy.
I think I give the garden another go today...
