I don’t know how I manage to keep falling for it, I really don’t! Every time I venture into the garden for something my dad will magically appear out of nowhere and produce a list of tasks for me to do before I can come back in. Sometimes he will be in the bedroom and manage to get to the backdoor within a few seconds, even I can’t do that and I don’t need a walking frame to get around!
This time he got me to re-pot half a dozen of his potted plants that are dotted around the patio part of our garden, screw in some hooks in the shed to hang things up, tidy the shed up, check the grass for dog poo, dig out his old drill and break up some wood & put it behind the shed.
I only went out there to get a CD that I had left in the shed!
I’m going to check his walking frame now and see if he has secretly had a motor put on it.