A Hot Day In The Garden
My “auntie” Carole asked me around to have a look at a tree in her garden that she needs cutting right back and the rubbish removed. She is not my proper auntie but an old friend of my mother’s, who over the years she had got as close to the family as any of my proper aunties. Her hobby is tending her lovely garden and as I have a pick up truck I agree to help. In her mid-fifties she is only 15 years older than me, and is a slightly tubby lady, with a bubbly character and we get on like a house...
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