It’s been rather a rollercoaster. Buoyed by the loss of 4 tablespoons of weight on two successive days I piled into the American exercises with gusto and added a few extras and actually kept the calories down a bit. The fates then punished me for hubris and added them all back with a few extraContinue reading “November in Numbers #3,4 &5”
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November in numbers #2
Despite a drizzly start, by the time I had collected mum the sun was coming through for a walk through the woods with Lyra. The colours were spectacular, with the hazels a light clear yellow, with a green rime at the edges and the beech an explosion of burning embers. As we walked along theContinue reading “November in numbers #2”
November in numbers #1
November is the month when the suspicion that I might just have bitten off more than I can chew descends. The evil augurs commenced with the arrival of bulb box No.3 yesterday. Today the morning coffee came with the cheerful announcement that the requested 4 dumpy bags of compost had arrived. I blearily looked atContinue reading “November in numbers #1”
Atmospheric pressure
The dog has been on its holidays (camping with Lachlan and Matthew) and I have been in overdrive. Perhaps it was the windy weather, setting everything astir, but I’ve been a positive tyro the last few days. The larder is in siege mode. Copious pears and apples have been bottled. The freezer is awash withContinue reading “Atmospheric pressure”
Early Bird
It is MOT day today so I wake at half hourly intervals between five and seven to make sure I can drop the Mini off by eight. I am a country mouse these days. On early mornings I nod to the cows and, if they look undecided about standing up, inspect the hills for rain.Continue reading “Early Bird”
Witchy woman
Urgh, this has been sitting in my unfinished drafts for a fortnight. I had high hopes that I would be super efficient on my trip to London and dash off a few blogs on the train. Well it was a trip of two halves. On the way down everything went according to plan. On theContinue reading “Witchy woman”
A moment to myself
I am in an unashamedly self-indulgent mood. The weather is still just hot enough for me to justify a degree of sloth on the patio, trusting to drought to slow the weeds. (If I venture forth it is for light weeding, dead heading and pot watering. Everything is overblown and slightly crispy). Our stream ofContinue reading “A moment to myself”
Thoughts from the patio chair
With the ongoing, maliciously fine, largely rainless, weather my mornings tend to start at 4am when the eye of Sauron inexorably finds a chink in the curtains and blasts me on the forehead. I then shuffle all around the bed looking to recover some shade. With the weary repetition of “are we there yet” fromContinue reading “Thoughts from the patio chair”
And as for the rest….
After a manic fortnight, with much appreciated help from mum and a posse of others who beavered away in atrocious heat, we made it to the garden open day in reasonable shape. The weather gods smiled and at 8a.m, when I got into the pond for a last minute blanket weed clear, it was almostContinue reading “And as for the rest….”
5 Days to go….
The last couple of weeks have been a blur. My step count is tremendous, largely achieved by barrowing weeds to the wood and compost to the borders (combining both weightlifting, an aerobic work out and stimulation of the epidermis with nettle stings – somewhere out there, people are being charged a fortune for this…). IContinue reading “5 Days to go….”