Lottie the allotment is looking well, she grins a green grass smile as we approach; the sun performs a glorious welcome amidst a pure blue sky...
We tackle listed jobs, the ninth bed sighs as we fill her with dark brown compost from last summers flower tubs, she will soon be nursing raspberry canes and gooseberries. I sit on my throne, an upturned water-butt stand, and settle twenty strawberry plants into the rhubarb bed...better than being joined by my bum! Mr H does the heavy work trundling to and fro from the water trough with full watering cans...
Snacks accompany regular breaks, my oatcake sandwich surprise has Mr H grinning (oatcakes stuck together with a spread of lemon curd..savoury and sweet... yummy), Jamie Oliver beware.... On my deck chair I tilt my face up to smile at the sun, my skin rejoices ...at last spring is in the air...
Fellow allotment holders stop to chat, they ask if I will be doing cream teas once the shed is up; yes of course and champagne...Mr H wants Rachel de Thame from Gardeners World to cut the red ribbon.... In that case I will invite Monty Don!Back at home our red faces glow with satisfaction as bacon sandwiches are munched. Then Mr H falls asleep on the sofa....
My nephew must not be told I am eating bacon I am a vegetarian..uh hum...well a pesce-crispybaco-tarian.....he says I am attention seeking!!
Hey Dawn, Sorry to hear you lost your precious license again. I know how it feels to lose that little piece of independance and to get it back and then so cruelly snatched away must be even worse. I do the same in the scanner...
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Hi Dawn, was great to see you looking so happy this afternoon after your workout over at Lottie's :) keep up the good work. I look forward to tasting the fruits of your land;) much love xx
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