It’s that time of year again, the ground is supposed to be fecund with the results of six months of rough, lazy gardening, the freezers should be bulging and the soup pan should be constantly [more…]
I’ve been enduring enforced “bachelorhood” this week, as Mrs. C, unwisely a it turns out, has accompanied daughter number two on short visit to Canada, where she’s a bridesmaid for a friend she met whilst [more…]
It hardly seems like two minutes since I was writing my last meandering offering and here we are again. It came to my attention, a couple of weeks ago, that I’d never fully installed the [more…]
I never enter the greenhouse these days without at least a sense of trepidation. The worst’s over, that much is clear and those plants which haven’t been totally ruined, even if they aren’t looking as [more…]
As you read this, dear friends (assuming you do and you are) I’ll be relaxing, possibly with a pint in hand, somewhere in the North East, on a short break with the wife and the [more…]
Welcome dear readers; before we get started, a warning. Those of you that aren’t interested in the maudlin, or the philosophy of loss, or the pain which accompanies it, look away now, this isn’t going [more…]
Welcome everyone, to my bi-weekly missive on all things “green”, some things bizarre and some things which may appear “made up” but which most definitely aren’t. Back to something like 90% fitness I’ve spent the [more…]
It’s been a month now since I last posted from the greenhouse, although, somewhat thankfully, it hasn’t been a month since I visited it. With the arrival of spring we see ewes and lambs arriving [more…]
I’ve mentioned the “yawk” up before, although it’s fair to say I may have miss-spelled it in the past. Suffice to say, the term has nothing whatsoever to do with the fine city of York [more…]
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