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…]
Life carries on much as normal, given the increasingly bizarre times we live in. The weather, thankfully, has picked up and jobs that have been on hold for a couple of weeks have risen to [more…]
“It’s an ill wind that blows nobody any good” as the saying goes and it’s as true for owners of large glass structures as it is for anyone else. Since my last epistle we’ve faced [more…]
In Scotland and Lancashire they had (maybe they still do have) Wakes Week, a time when factories, mines and the like closed for 7 days to allow people to go to Blackpool, get pissed and [more…]
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