My first crop of carrots!!

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Pooling

Getting a regular habit this on A. Tuesday nite! Boys over the table!


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Rain

Yep judging by the visit just a tad bit on the wet side! Surprised they don't put wipers on them! Would help visibility!


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F1 Chinese GP

Another wet start for this GP with safety car start! Oh well let's wait and see what is in store


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Spring clean!!

A now lovely day, sin shining and I an attempting to get the garden sorted! Ivy away from one side. One more to do!


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Acquirement

Couldn't resist this one! Fought temptation last week but succumbed today!


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Morw garden stuff

Yep B&Q again! More stuff for the garden! The cabbage seeds not doing too well!


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Dug garden

Hope this pic uploads right this time!


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Trough pic

Hope this works


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Sweating buckets

Here in case you think I joking!


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Veg plot!

Second trench dug for the compost to go into! Boy it's hot! Sweating buckets!


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Not NHS

I have the box to prove they are Hugo Boss


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We miss you Tony!

Flowers for Tonys anniversary! Perfect as usual for some one so special.


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4 days growth!

My seeds I planted the other day have gone mad! From seeds to 4 or 5 inches in four days!


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My new kettle

I have a new whistling kettle! The steam comes out from under the spout! Fab for steam cleaning the worktops!


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Well so much for relaxing! NOT!

Well there was me boasting the benefits of sitting back enjoying the spring like weather and putting off till later doing the rotovating! So much for commitment!

In the end I decided to bite the bullet, put my shoes on and go round to the parents! The veg plot was looking yearningly at me, pleading for some help and a bit of tender loving care. So the rotovator came out of the garage, the extension lead plugged in and I get set. The trepidation was not fun. Everything is set up. All ready for the off!

OK here goes. Holding a handle in each hand, I press the safety release button and apply pressure to the switch. It burst into life. The blades rotating at a fast speed. I pushed them into the hard, weed ridden, stone filled soil. Soil splashed out from the front as the blades worked their way down. Hey this wasn't that bad. Ok, I'm not used to manual labour, but this was quite effortless.

Strange how appearances can be deceptive!!! After two and a half hours of going up and down and then across, I finished. Ouch!! My hands stayed clenched in the same position as they were whilst holding on. And I fear that tomorrow there may be blisters!! Have been told to piss on them. Funny I don't need a wee now!!

But there in front of me was a completely rotovated veg plot. Fresh dark coloured soil, calling for seeds to be inserted into it. Just a couple more weeks and the planting will start in ernest. Just a bit of raking to be done and then all set.

Well bath and a soak methinks!!!

Spring has sprung

The sun is shining , the morning mists have faded, that daffs are bobbing their heads, single or double, in the slight breeze.

The fish in the pond are starting to stir, the sparrows and pigeons still enjoying their food that is put out for them on a regular basis. The spuds have been put into their trays to start chitting, before I venture round to prepare the weed riddle ground at my parents for the veg plot. The idea of rotovating and digging does fill me with trepidation. I do not mind the planting and the picking......its just the drudgery that fills me with dread.

 

The problem is that that this spring fell is due for this week, but then due to get cooler, by 10 degrees by all accounts. So the dilemma is whether to get things started or hold fire till the ground warms properly. Even the Xmas Roses are blooming well, just hope the forthcoming frost doesn't blight them.

 

But for the time being all is happy in the garden. Even the odd bee is buzzing round already. So for the moment I will just sit back and enjoy it while the going is good. So the graft can wait for another day!!!

Ouch!!

Went for bloods today.........fasting lipids, amongst others.....so a total of six vials, And oh, the nurse was, how can I put it.......not exactly delicate when inserting the needle into my prominant vein in my right arm. Unusual...they are usually very good. Can see I will have a nice big bruise coming up there.
I sat there chatting with the nurse, her talking about having forgotten to phone her daughter to make sure she ahd got up to go to school in time and other everyday non-descript things......and MY life blood squirting into these small glass vials. Not one, not two, three, four, but five vials. To top that the nurse was applying pressure to the needle that was digging deeper into my vein.
And all before breakfast too!! All I was thinking of was getting home and having my first cuppa of the day.......and boy.....I don't kickstart till I have had that. So blood out of one hole, and a cuppa going into another! Hey ho!

What happened to the idea of neighbours?

The door-bell has just rung. The dog barked and I went to the door, not expecting anyone to call. The neighbour from behind was standing there...a glass jar in her hand......................
I had known my next door neighbours, a gentleman and his wife, since I moved in here 8 years ago. They kept themselves to themselves on the whole. A quick chat over the fence on the odd ooccassion, a comment on the weather, he would call round to tell me they when they were going away so I could keep a look out on the house for them. He was diagnosed with leukemia, may be 18 months ago. As I said, they kept themsleves to themselves. He has been in and out of hospital for the passed 6 months. Chemo and radiotherapy taking its toll on him everytime he returned home. He looked thinner, older, less hair. But he was always up beat and optomistic when I spoke to him. Always hopeful!
I did not like to seem like pestering his wife to see how he was doing. It felt like an intrusion. I would ask after him if I happened to pass her. Occassionally I would knock the door to ask after his health and to pass on my best wishes. I would wait till I saw her to ask again.

The glass jar in hand at my front door..................... was for a collection for my neighbour. He had passed away last Friday or Saturday. Double pneumonia. No flowers for his funeral. Just a collection to go to Leukemia. It hurts! Living next door and I have to find out from another neighbour. Suppose its just her way.......but still feels like being pushed away. But makes me feel like a lousy neighbour.
Whats happened to the neighbourly community that used to be? Whats happened to acknowledging neighbourliness, from both sides as it were? Whats happening to the social fabric of the world in which we live in? Its a sad state of affairs!!! Goodbye my neighbour!

A friend said to me....

A friend said to me....you should try blogging....you have a knack!!! News to me, but I thought what the heck...why not give it a try? So here we are......a BLOG....B L O G. Spasmodic thoughts and rants or raves....moments of inspiration that just have to be put to paper (or in this internet age...to page).

But its strange....now I am embarking on this alternative form of 'diary' writing......I am wondering what to write about. May be if I have a cuppa tea, my grey matter will kick in and gobble-di-gook will come forth. Well worth a try. Catch ya laters! :-)