Yesterday evening I was inside, happily organising dinner for just hubby and myself. Both kidlettes were having a sleepover at my brother's place so we were looking forward to an extremely rare night on our own.
I could hear a chainsaw going and didn't take much notice of it knowing it was just the neighbours clearing up some trees in their yard.
Then I heard the big crash and knew something wasn't quite right so I ran outside to find the neighbour, his teenage son and lovely hubby standing around looking at this......
The chainsaws were then busy cutting the palm tree up.
We are now left with this tangled mess.
...and yes, Oh dear boys was the polite version of what I said to them.