Firstly, an apology for not writing anything on here. In particular, I must offer my apologies to Mrs Wise-Egg and the newly-wed Mrs. Macgregor, as I think they are my only readers. I expect you think I've been too busy labouring in the garden to blog, don't you? Ah, would that it were so, but in fact I've been busy doing...well, I'm not sure what I have been doing, actually!
The garden isn't coming along as well as I might have hoped. I put this down to three factors:
1. My inexperience
2. Very poor soil (it's all very sandy around here - we live on what was heathland, which is hardly the fens)
3. Erm...not enough watering
On the plus side, I have a very nice pot of chard and an impressive hanging basket of herbs, tomatoes and strawberries. Well, more accurately, strawberry. We ate it the other day (I carved it, so we all had a taste) and it was delicious. As the Mouse commented, 'Ooh - so much nicer than the ones you get in the shops!' Bless her - she says all the right things. TR just points at the basket and says, hopefully, 'Lorberry?' every time we pass it.
The radish never really troubled themselves and are now being used to supplement Elsie's (the guinea pig) diet. The salad leaves all got eaten one night, by marauding slugs and snails (the slimy bas-...) and the sweetcorn suffered a similar fate, although I do have one ear of corn still left. The carrots all got dug up by TR and replanted in assorted places. I'm probably the only person of my acquaintance to be raising entirely free-range carrots! As for the pumpkin seeds I lovingly planted... well, let's just say that it a good thing the Rubettes don't celebrate Halloween, because we definitely won't have any home-grown pumpkins from which to carve Jack-o-lanterns! For some reason, the pumpkin seeds all came up as Forget-me-nots. My garden soil may be sandy, but it is also capable of radically altering a seed's DNA, evidently! Scary stuff!
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