Well, as we were unlocking the shed, some nosy little so and so came behind me and looked at the code to the lock, a child belonging to a group of campers on the neighboring field. He chuckled to himself and then went and wrote it down. I gave him a firm telling and then sent him on is way, then changed the code. That'll put a stinker in his mischief. Any who, me and Emma carried on with our work.
Emma had brought a new tool for cutting branches that were high up, so after we had done some cutting back, we headed off up to the camp to try it out. I ended up standing on Maria's bench and reaching up to cut dead branches off and to let some light on to the trail. We got so carried away with our new cutting tool, that we didn't realize it was home time.
There'll be plenty more chopping to do next time that's for sure, Goodnight.