What a wonderful weekend!

I arrived home Friday nite to watch our beloved Cowboys get a Drubbing in the rugby league. Then it was work Saturday morning as per usual. When I got home Saturday afternoon we had a big burn off at a neighbor's house across the road. I wandered back home to trim a couple of dead branches from my fig tree. Out with the chain saw and get ready to climb the tree, I should not attempt these things at my age.

We have this nice Jack and Jill setting that we have had for 18 years.

I placed my half empty beer upon it and put my phone on top of the bottle to stop the flies from getting inside.

Up the tree I go with the electric chain saw to place myself above the offending dead branches. I yell out to my 80 yo father in law to please get out of the way and stop giving me instructions as I know what I am doing, *cough.

These branches are about 15 inches in diameter and about 20 ft long. As the first one drops and misses the pool fence by a couple of inches - we won't talk about the garden, I get ready to drop the second one.

Don't forget to put a cut underneath the branch first, screams my father in law.

Now, me being a Taurus, I take not a word of notice of him - big mistake. I proceed to cut the branch from the top, slicing down. It starts to groan and crack so I jump back to the safety of a couple of higher branches.

Well, at that stage the branch starts to fall at a totally different angle to what I expected. It first hit my little garden shed, moving it at a horrible angle, sent the two crab pots, what was left of them flying across the yard, then lands on top of the Jack and Jill.

It was all in slow motion from where I was watching.

My father in law calmly walks over and picks something up and holds it up for me to see. Yep, it is my mobile phone, a direct hit.

What could I do but just sit in the tree and laugh. Just then Cathy arrived home from shopping...

Woops!