Stowaway
This morning I lugged hoses, a garden sieve, a mat for kneeling on, rubber gloves, a large knife, and a muck bucket down to the far garden, and set about cleaning up the wildlife pond. This is a task that’s … Continued
What with one thing and another, this is turning out to be a crazy week. Today’s madness was the Boy Wonder bringing his mother over for a visit, and by the time I’d prepared a batch of chilli con carne and … Continued
I did a couple of hours of brutalist gardening today, clearing an area of scrub and then cutting back a philadelphus, and it all left me in an appropriately grim mood. My disposition wasn’t helped by the fact that there … Continued
R and I did some more quite heavy gardening this morning, working on a rather tragic old greengage tree in the secret garden, which was blown apart in last month’s storms and has been leaning on other structures or lying … Continued
It was a brilliantly sunny, though very cold, day, and I knew it was likely that the owls would be flying this afternoon. But still tired after yesterday’s trip to Cardiff, and with a weekend’s Boy-sitting to come, I talked … Continued
The Boy Wonder and his mother are visiting R and me for twenty four hours. He arrived with his own vacuum cleaner – a toy Henry that was a very recent gift from one of L’s best friends (and Best … Continued