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Dead Flies and Sherry Trifle
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My Father and Other Liars
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Category Archives: gardening
The January Garden: A Wrap
It’s over. January, that is. We’ve had a bit of rain at the start, a lot of frost in the middle and the early stirrings of a mild and mildewy end. The lawn had an early mow, went to sleep … Continue reading
Garden: January So Far
We’ve had sun, frost and rain but no snow. The temperature has touched the high teens and plumbed the below zeros. There’s a lot of green and brown, and white but little colour yet. The lawn has had a last … Continue reading
The Garden: A Twelve Month Reprise
January February March April May June July August September October November December
Frost – At Last
We need a shock to quiet the garden, so it can replenish ahead of next year. Today was the first of several below freezing nights and frosty mornings. Mind you neither of the pets were keen now we have a … Continue reading
October Garden
There is a ridiculous amount of colour here, given both the brutal summer and its the end of October. I don’t have the words so I’ll let the images speak for themselves . To begin though here’s the lawn after … Continue reading
The First Half Of September Or A September Of Two Halves #garden
We started in drought and have moved into soggy saturation. Almost. Dust bowls have gone, replaced by forests of grass and a revived set of sunflowers, straw flowers and, well, pretty much every flower. There’s been a fair bit of … Continue reading
Ah August: The End Of Dust? That Garden Thing
I’m not really sure about the garden, you know. We’ve thrown a lot of dishwater around, captured the one heavy downpour in seven dustbins and are now under the restrictions imposed by a hosepipe ban. But to keep up the … Continue reading
As Dry As An Ironed Water Biscuit: The Garden: August At Halftime
Not getting any better even if we can officially announce on the day the hosepipe ban kicked in, it rained for a few hours minutes. And then nothing. Nada. Bugger all. Did you know Dylan Thomas called the town at … Continue reading
Week Thirty: 2022
I’ve started this on Friday. The Euro final is on Sunday. England v Germany. Groan. As someone once said. Football is a simple game of eleven v eleven, one ball, two halves and the Germans win on penalties. Above all … Continue reading
July Garden: Dust Bowl Dulwich
It’s sad when the weather buggers you about. Eight weeks ago we were looking green and pleasant, all very micro Jerusalem. Then the rain buggers off to Oz, the heat is turned up to gas marked 10, my budding tomatoes … Continue reading
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