Crikey, what a stunning weekend, it’s good to get some dirt under the fingernails even if like me you clean it away obsessively as soon as you get home. Six hours at the plot on Saturday and I must admit I was a bit broken but nothing that a long soak in a hot bath and cold gin & tonic couldn’t sort out.
Yesterday morning Derek did his second training run for the London to Brighton Bike Ride so I whiled away the time contemplating what to enter for the Eastcote Horticultural Society Spring Show which taking place this coming weekend. It’ll be something simple in the Home Produce category. Cheese scones or rock cakes, what do you think?
Then another couple of hours at the plot in the afternoon, bird song and the definite waft of a barbeque in the air from a neighbouring back garden.
All the beds have been weeded and turned over, I’m so happy with the condition of the ground, having not dared to touch it whilst the weather has been so wet and am now very tempted to put the Mantis over it even though it’s really too early. As well as that I’ve tidied and mulched the strawberry patch and given the herbs their annual trim, the path has also been weeded and the cold frame cleared out and cleaned.
I’ve reclaimed my plot and am ready to go.