Reluctantly, I agreed to help the domestic servant weed the last bit of an overgrown garden. In the blazing sun and wielding a large garden fork, I attacked the jungled mass with the enthusiasm in Genghis Khan intent on conquering Asia. What I didn't expect was to find a small Blue Tongued Lizard curled between the tynes. Fortunately, the little creature was unharmed and could be relocated. Reluctance and bluster was thus suitably turned to delight ... being Sunday, it seems, somehow, appropriate.
