Ted The Shed, Chapter Six - Watering

In the latest installment of my memoir about my Dad's allotment, the weather gets hotter and the vast distance between our plot and the allotment tap makes itself felt. Pressure is brought to bear on the Parish Council to install another tap. Digging begins, and hopes are high. Meanwhile, with the Council's contract for the plot as yet unsigned, Dad decides he'd like to challenge some of its terms and conditions.

Trigger Warning: This practice may include references to death, dying, and the departed.

Reviews

I’m a bit under the weather and this story is a wonderful companion. The pink watering can’s commentary on each of it’s users is delightful! Thank you Mandy💞🌟

Wonderful! This is my second or third time listening, and it's delightful every time. Thank you so much!

I hear your acceptance of your Dad. He was so fortunate to have you as his daughter! ❤️

Well, this has taken a turn no one saw coming (right)! I’ll just leave that there. Loving this chapter!

The dry senses of humor always get me and I find myself chuckling, which helps my breathing and thus my sleep. Thank you so much Mandy ❤️

Many many partial listens as you set me to sleep over and over, and now I’ve just listened again and again because your turn of phrase is so delightfully deadpan, I giggle almost straight through!
Very sweet, my dear, with that reality of mortality creeping in. Love you and your Dad… and Mr MS! Thanks for sharing!