Damn those damsons!

For the past few weeks, Keith has been shooting off to his 'other' house, where he is busy converting his latest ambulance into his latest van. This is what it looked like when he bought it, but all the green and yellow has now gone and he and Giles have been working hard on the interior.
His first one evolved gradually, as he discovered, through working in it, how he wanted it to be, so this time, he knows in advance what he wants and where. So, where do the damsons come in? Well, in that garden, there is a damson tree, heavy with damsons at this time of year, and as there are no jam makers in the immediate vicinity, a lot of them end up on the ground.
Are you beginning to see where this is going? In a typical male fashion - i.e. if it's not in front of my face, I don't see it - he spent a week coming home after working on the van and shedding flattened damsons across the living room floor from the soles of his shoes with gay abandon.
I think I might have cured him of the habit now though. Screaming like a demented banshee may have done it!


8 comments:

Rosie said...

I was a bit concerned when I saw the photo of an ambulance. What does he do with them when he has converted them? Must be a male thing!
I find screaming like a demented banshee is the only thing that works at my house and asking nicely falls on deaf ears.

Jennytc said...

So true, Rosie! Keith has converted one ambulance for his auto-locksmithing work. This one is a newer model so it will be his van when it's finished.

Yorkshire Pudding said...

"gay abandon"? I thought that was what happened in Trelawnyd! Most men try to avoid squashing their plums but trailing their juice and pulp round the house, well, it makes me shudder!

Jennytc said...

I just knew you'd pick up on that one, YP. ;)

Shooting Parrots said...

So keep managed to get stuck in a jam before he'd even taken the van on the road?

Jennytc said...

You could say that, SP. :)

cheshire wife said...

We have damson trees in our garden that drop the fruit everywhere, but they have never made it into the cottage. Maybe it is the tread on Keith's shoes.

Jennytc said...

More than likely, CW. He is not a man to do anything by halves. ;)

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