I had a wonderful time over the Bank Holiday weekend. The weather was nice and sunny so most of my time was spent tending the plants in my beloved garden and greenhouse. There was also another good thing about the Bank Holiday. What could this be you ask? Well, on Monday thanks to the postman also being on holiday not a single item of junk mail appeared on my doormat.

As an experiment over a one month period I kept every item of junk mail received at my house. To my amazement the pile was two feet high at the end of the month and it took over three hours to sort it all out and ensure that anything with my name and address on it went through the shredder. Once the papers with my personal details on were collated the shredder was switched on and ran continuously for half an hour in its own private battle with the senders of the junk mail.

Yes. I know you can join the mailing preference service but I’ve already done that yet the junk mail still keeps coming. All it takes is one moment’s lapse of concentration resulting in failure to tick the opt-out box when buying something and hey-presto another group of junk mail pixies have my details ready to bombard my house with yet more unwanted offers.

Almost every night a leaflet advertising fast food drops through my door yet on Bank Holiday Monday for once I was even spared for receiving that unwanted leaflet. Yippee I cried when at seven o’clock I realised the pizza pushers and burger barons had decided to spare me the torment of throwing their leaflet away.

Over the holiday weekend it was so lovely to spend a peaceful few days relaxing in the comfort of my home. I just can’t wait for the next Bank Holiday when hopefully I can enjoy the same level of tranquillity. Who knows by then they may have the electrics sorted at the complex and I may even be able to go out and play a game of skittles.