Ok Now I'm REALLY Henry VIII, am I am REALLY Henry VIII am I ammmmm.....
(I see that I skipped day 7 for day

. Day 8's notes:
Raked up crap from Side A. Found old VHS casette. lol. (Wonder if Porno is on it). Now I'll never know, because this ancient Beta Max technologly is obsolete. Found one of those large square batteries, hopefully can recycle it at the pier (that slot that says "Please recycle your batteries, and don't throw it into the fields where Casey (me), picks it up....
More of the say today, just more cleaning. I uncovered some crap around bushes, vines, and what not, but somebody pulled the bushes out :_( Oh well have photos of it. Dutchman or was he German, (the guy who lifted stone like watermellon, or pet puppy, or kitty), asked me why I was going through all that work digging it up. Meh, I'm bored and need to reboot the land with fresh soil, and will be planting Lobak and other rooty depth rooty stuff.
But ha ha ha I'm getting more and more strange looks. Especially by one of the C's. Not to sound prejudiced but honestly they really do look alike (of course with subtle differences, but they more or less have same features, so forgive me when I say this one of you C's. But I honestly don't know if I spoke to you or not, but "Millionare C" informed me that I could dig in there, and now that you spoke up about the tiles. I know they're yours and will put them back...
Afterwork debriefing notes:
Pruned the "Hades Tree", gave the "logs" to the Philopenos at c-5, for their weekend fires. also found a bag of charcole gave it to them..... excavated more trash, broke hoe stick trying Arcamedies lifting (fulcrum, pry bar method), to lift those G.D. logs of chain fences, apparently they do belong to one of the "C" clan, I'm not sure which. It's like I'm in some crazy Samurai or Dukes of Hazard, with all the family named Oda, or Dukes. Or how all the agents seem to be named Mr and Mrs Smith. Ran out of bags so need to buy more bags, There's one of the sanitation workers that comes here alot to the church, brb gotta go eat dinner.... continue gabbing after dinner.
Back: hehehehe, the Pinoy man who resembles Tony Montana (awesome), loaned me his hack saw which worked better than my dinky little carpenter saw.
More of the same old same old. Just clearing the trash.... Just wait until I start excavating THIS side of the lot ha ha ha. now there seems to be a significant strip of infront of the PCCW power box. Old man C didn't want it there on his property. PCCW ignores him, just like Da Man always ignores all our reasonable requests. Such as Oh I don't know use the YMCA quarry as a camping spot for Scouts, and back packers an eco zone. (I honestly don't want to be in the same room when Jesus the maker of this planet flips out on them. 12 months people.... 12 months. Or even Da man ignores our pleas of please don't plant a marina as there will be more crap in the sea.
Anyways what to do with that few meter long strip. Meh I'd Plant some ferns or flowers or something. in the gaps.....