I’m a lumberjack and I’m OK

"I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK, I sleep all night and I work all day"

“I’m a lumberjack and I’m OK, I sleep all night and I work all day”

The dead almond trees in the fields nearby have been acquired for my winter heating, after I asked the current owner of the land if I could take them.  So I bought myself a chainsaw on Friday night on the way home from work.  You’re not a proper man until you’ve bought your first chainsaw, and you are probably half the man you were when you’ve had your first accident with it, so I spent a considerable time going through the manual to understand the safety factors before I tried to start it.

Then I couldn’t start it.  So I spent half of Saturday pulling the starter handle, flooding the carburettor, drying it out and flooding it again.  Then my friend Carl came round and just started the damned thing. (Aaaaarrrrgghhh!)

Dead almond tree

Dead almond tree

The price of firewood goes up every year, so my plan is to put some time into cutting down these dead almond trees and stock up for the colder weather in December and January. And also, put Matilde to work! This is the perfect opportunity to get my big fat donkey doing something useful, carrying the timber home.

"She's a lumberjack and she's OK, she eats the trees then she sleeps all day."

“She’s a lumberjack and she’s OK, she eats the trees then she sleeps all day.”

Matilde decided to go into competition with me and she wanted to eat the tree I tied her to while I was chopping other trees down. The logs were finally loaded onto her saddlepack and Matilde began to earn her keep for a change. It was a very heavy load and would have involved four journeys with a wheelbarrow (or the same number of trips with my Rhino bike & Mule trailer), but Matilde carried the load quite comfortably. In fact she was quite happily trotting along and I had to slow her down.

Matilde fully loaded

Matilde fully loaded

Pause for praise and encouragement, photo call for working donkey  with Puig Campana in the background

Pause for praise and encouragement for the working donkey

Matilde delivers the load

Matilde delivers the load

And after all that exertion Matilde enjoyed some carrots as a reward, then went back to lazing on the field which is her main occupation. Of course, as anyone familiar with the Monty Python song knows, lumberjacks have buttered scones for tea…

"On Wednesdays I go shopping, have buttered scones for tea..."

“On Wednesdays I go shopping, have buttered scones for tea…”


About Gareth Thomas

After a mixed career as an aircraft technician, London fringe theatre playwright, Franciscan friar, and secondary school teacher, I find myself dividing my time mostly between looking after the needs of four donkeys in a remote location in the mountains in the Costa Blanca and preparing a legal case against the corrupt management of my monstrous last employer - the Elians group - for unfair dismissal. I like to hear the wind in the pine trees. I do not like struggling to get a duvet into a duvet cover. My musical tastes are extinct and I have mostly given up cycle racing.
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3 Responses to I’m a lumberjack and I’m OK

  1. Frere Rabit says:

    I have been alerted that commenting doesn’t seem possible on this blogpost. I have explored the settings and I cannot see any reason why this might be the case. If you tried to comment without success, please email me on frererabit@gmail.com and I will take another look at it and get WordPress technical people to advise. Thanks.

  2. Mary says:

    A working donkey is a happy donkey. Where’s Mathilde’s scone?

  3. Frere Rabit says:

    Matilde had her carrots while I was eating my scones. Incidentally, freshly baked bread or scones are no good for donkeys, but stale bread is OK: I sometimes get some stale bread from the local bakers (“pan duro”) which they kindly drop off in a big paper sack when their van comes past the field. Thank you for your comment, Mary.

    New blogpost later today.

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