Of Moles And The Moleman

[poliphilo]

The moleman came and killed a mole for us. He said he thought there'd be others out there and he was right. My mother- who grudges paying him the asking rate for what he's already done- thinks he should come back and kill the others for free. Her views on labour relations are straight out of the 1930s (when she was a daughter of the big house and people in cloth caps knew how to show respect).

I like the moleman in spite of his sanguinary trade. He's a Geordie. He and I were comparing haircuts. When my mother was trying to screw him out of his wages he turned to me and said -not so sotto voce- "She always bloody does this to me."

This morning I filled three buckets- and could fill more- with soil from the molehills. It'll be good for using with pot plants. I also found some archaeology...

Comments

[resonant.livejournal.com]

To clarify, it's the contents of the chamberpot that you pour down the hole, not the chamberpot itself.

And in Canada, we've historically pooped in chamberpots instead of going outside at night (just in case there's another use on the other side of the pond).