...just what am I doing?

yes, it is as it appears, I am vacuuming my lawn in the dark.


Half ten at night, and there i am with my trusty henry hoovering my rather sad looking grass.

why? because (several hours earlier) I knocked a glass off the table after tea, and this was my first opportunity to come out and pick up the (literal) pieces. I did begin with a brush and dustpan, but the light was fading rapidly and I kept having to use my fingers and it hurt. My neighbour looked over the hedge, wondering what I was doing, and jokingly remarked I should use the vac...well I thought it was a good idea.

And I think it worked, I could hear bits being sucked up, although I will have to check it out in the morning before any little bare feet venture out again.