Well the weather has been overcast and crap all day. Not one single ray of sunshine out there, but by golly it's warm though, about 26 deg.
Why do cats always feel they need to get involved with gardening? He rolled in all the earth I dug. Then made a hole and squatted.... little darling... NOT!!
However I have only small borders and these are now weed free and also fairly maintenance free - lovely. The rest is all 6 ft bushes here and there to break up the lawn. Works well for me though. Someone suggested I could build another small house as the garden is so big. Maybe a one bedroom bungalow I guess.
Anway I digress I have moved my herb garden for ease of picking and I think it works well. The slugs got confused but thats not my problem.
Talking of slugs a silly joke.
The farmer is sitting at his table eating his Christmas dinner after a very hard day on the farm. He clears up the crockery and settles down with his favourite newspaper and a mug of ale. He takes a sip and there is a knock at the door. Cursing he gets up and looks out but there is no one there. As he looks down he sees a slug and hurls it with all his might back out into the field. The following Christmas he finishes his Christmas meal and after clearing up he again sits down with his favourite newspaper and mug of ale and again there is a knock on the door. When he answers it there is no one there. He looks down and the same slug is there. It looks up at the farmer and sez "What did you do that for?"
Oh bless. Right then time for a cuppa and feet up me thinks.

Well it's so long since I did a blog that 1st I couldn't remember my password 2nd I had to think twice on how to get round site. How sad is that.

My first day off and I expected a lay in - Wrong I woke up at 7am as usual and my cat was snoring by my ear. He was laying full length keeping my back snug. I have now decided to call him "Pyewacket" (just to confuse him). What a cracking name that is.

It's cloudy today 21 celsius and I'm thinking about doing some gardening but can't get motivated. I'm a fairweather/sunny gardener when I'm in this mood.
Just checked and the slugs have mullered all my sweet pea seeds. They must have been laying in ambush, round the corner of the butterfly bush (Cant spell budlhia)waiting for them to poke their heads up. The idea was to train then up through the bush (still can't spell it properly). Ok so I planted them late as I had visions of a September flourish. Forget that now then.
My neighbours had a garden full of trees that overhung into my garden. They joined up with the trees on the other three sides.It afforded shelter from the sun and my patio table and chairs are there along with regulation summer brolly. In their wisdom the owner has decided to move out. Consequently they gutted the garden including all the beautiful trees (roots were attacked mercilessly). Beautiful flowers sailed over the shoulders in a rapid clearing frenzy. In it's place is a six foot full length fence. The whole area will be grassed. Ok it looks nice and affords privacy but I do miss those trees. Most of my first book was written under the shade of them during that barmy summer.
Obviously they served a purpose and have now gone to that green landfill in the sky.

Bliney Guvnor is it really that long since I did a blog.
..........Busy busy busy.......Thousands of emails to catch up on at work and I only do two days a week. What can I say.
Weather is naff naff naff. 3 hot days and a thunderstorm. In other words typical English weather. Some of my colleagues are off this week so my guess they are responsible for the change in weather. "We are just gonna doss around and sleep and doss" well I guess you don't need heat for that. Hopefully when they return we will be back to some good ole heat.
Busy at work teaching some new recruits about "how ropes work". Bless they do look a bit concerned.
That's it really. Waiting for an epistle fom Reg and Frank now............