Everybody needs good ones, or so the Australian TV soap theme tune tells us.
P has been spending the past few days clearing and tidying the memorial garden, which had suffered a little over recent years from neglect. The low stone wall dividing it from our neighbour's property had collapsed in places so P has been carefully rebuilding it.
The neighbour came over to chat with him and they discussed the state of repair of our joint boundary and the trees on each side, some of which are becoming a bit of a nuisance. One large and very heavy branch had fallen onto the wall during the recent storms and demolished a section of it.
The neighbour offered to apply to remove two of the offending trees and also to use his heavy duty saw to take out a huge stump left over from an earlier diseased tree that had grown into the wall at some point dislodging most of the stones.
When P went back outside after his lunch the neighbour was already hard at work. He had taken out the stump and was busy rebuilding the section of our wall.
Perhaps he is relieved to have a new neighbour like P who is keen on maintaining the garden as we gather the previous owner was not so inclined.
It always seems to make life easier if you have good neighbours.