However, I was most impressed to see this on BBC Breakfast this morning. Haven't managed to spot any of those around here yet.
Bird watching anyone?
Now that I have more time to 'stand and stare', I have rekindled my interest in birds. There are lots around here and I spend a little time every morning, weather permitting, just listening to the birdsong in the garden and testing my powers of indentification.
However, I was most impressed to see this on BBC Breakfast this morning. Haven't managed to spot any of those around here yet.
However, I was most impressed to see this on BBC Breakfast this morning. Haven't managed to spot any of those around here yet.
When Can I eat them?
This morning I went to buy my compost bin, some more containers and some seed potatoes and carrot and parsnip seeds, although I couldn't get started in the garden until this afternoon because 'rain stopped play'.
So this afternoon, I have been mainly gardening. Tomato, chard, spinach and dwarf runner beans have been duly planted and my aching back duly massaged. (Note to self: You are not quite as agile and fit as you thought!)
Then Keith came home.
"Have you planted them then?" he queried, his gaze travelling through the back window.
"Two hours ago," I said.
"Oh good." Upon closer inspection, his face fell. "When am I going to be able to eat them then? They haven't grown yet. Get K**** on the phone. She didn't tell us we'd have to wait for them to grow!"
"Should be ready about July, I think," I said nonchalantly. "Not long really."
So this afternoon, I have been mainly gardening. Tomato, chard, spinach and dwarf runner beans have been duly planted and my aching back duly massaged. (Note to self: You are not quite as agile and fit as you thought!)
Then Keith came home.
"Have you planted them then?" he queried, his gaze travelling through the back window.
"Two hours ago," I said.
"Oh good." Upon closer inspection, his face fell. "When am I going to be able to eat them then? They haven't grown yet. Get K**** on the phone. She didn't tell us we'd have to wait for them to grow!"
"Should be ready about July, I think," I said nonchalantly. "Not long really."
Gardening in a pot
When Elder Daughter visited last week, she waxed enthusiastic about growing vegetables in her garden. When I said I would like to be able to do the same but our garden is really too small, she suggested growing some vegetables in containers.
What a great idea! Later, on the phone, she was full of tips and advice.
"You need to get 'Gardener's World'," she ordered, "it has free lettuce seeds in it this month. Oh and get 'Grow it!' too." I could hear her partner sniggering in the background. Obviously not a fellow gardening enthusiast.
So I duly purchased the two magazines, with their free seeds and then yesterday, dragged Keith off to buy a wheelbarrow, compost and some plants to start off with.
Mind you, reading those magazines is an education in itself. I mean, what on earth is a forcing pot and how am I supposed to remember to plant, for instance, potatoes with nasturtiums because they are good planting companions?
And I bet you didn't know that sweet peas work to fix nitrogen from the air into the soil through special nodules on their roots? (I presume that is A Good Thing?)
Oh, I shall soon be able to bore for England (sorry, Wales).
Watch this space!
What a great idea! Later, on the phone, she was full of tips and advice.
"You need to get 'Gardener's World'," she ordered, "it has free lettuce seeds in it this month. Oh and get 'Grow it!' too." I could hear her partner sniggering in the background. Obviously not a fellow gardening enthusiast.
So I duly purchased the two magazines, with their free seeds and then yesterday, dragged Keith off to buy a wheelbarrow, compost and some plants to start off with.
Mind you, reading those magazines is an education in itself. I mean, what on earth is a forcing pot and how am I supposed to remember to plant, for instance, potatoes with nasturtiums because they are good planting companions?
And I bet you didn't know that sweet peas work to fix nitrogen from the air into the soil through special nodules on their roots? (I presume that is A Good Thing?)
Oh, I shall soon be able to bore for England (sorry, Wales).
Watch this space!
Sun, snow, showers?
Belated good wishes to everyone for Easter. The weather, of course, is behaving quite normally for a bank holiday weekend. Yesterday we went over to Bradford to see Elder Son and family. Here, it had been pouring down while I was out for my walk but stopped as soon as I got home again. (Yes, perfect timing as always!) On our journey over to Yorkshire, we had sunshine at our end and snow on the hills near the other end and...a huge chunk of cold!
Today Elder Daughter is coming from Liverpool for lunch here before her trek back to snowy Sheffield. Younger Daughter in Newcastle, however, reported last night that the weather where she is was fine, no trace of snow.
So all this rambling is really to conceal the fact that I actually don't have anything to tell you. Life is uneventful and, anyway, it's British to talk about the weather and, given the variety we've had this weekend, it's understandable - even if the weather isn't - if you see what I mean.
Ah well, have a good day, everyone.
Today Elder Daughter is coming from Liverpool for lunch here before her trek back to snowy Sheffield. Younger Daughter in Newcastle, however, reported last night that the weather where she is was fine, no trace of snow.
So all this rambling is really to conceal the fact that I actually don't have anything to tell you. Life is uneventful and, anyway, it's British to talk about the weather and, given the variety we've had this weekend, it's understandable - even if the weather isn't - if you see what I mean.
Ah well, have a good day, everyone.
Waiting and waiting...
Cake and Gosford Park
We were watching Gosford Park on Film 4.
"It must have been such a strange life," I commented, "Your every whim catered for, everyone running round after you, not the smallest thing to worry about - if you were well off, of course."
"A bit like me, you mean?" Keith volunteered.
"Exactly," I said, "You have me to look after your every whim. I reckon I do pretty well, too. At least 9 out of 10. There's just the occasional cake hiatus..."
Keith leaned forward.
"Is that something to do with cake I already ate?" he enquired.
"Possibly," I said.
"It must have been such a strange life," I commented, "Your every whim catered for, everyone running round after you, not the smallest thing to worry about - if you were well off, of course."
"A bit like me, you mean?" Keith volunteered.
"Exactly," I said, "You have me to look after your every whim. I reckon I do pretty well, too. At least 9 out of 10. There's just the occasional cake hiatus..."
Keith leaned forward.
"Is that something to do with cake I already ate?" he enquired.
"Possibly," I said.
I've been tagged this week by Rosie so here goes with my offering:
4 movies I'd watch again:
I'm going to have problems here because I don't watch many and tend to forget their titles anyway, but top of the list has to go to the Harry Potter films. (I think there are four of those now, but if not, the next choice would be 'About a Boy.'
4 places I've lived:
Bristol, Ireland, France (only for 6 months), Liverpool.
4 TV shows I watch:
Coronation Street, Emmerdale (much to Keith's disgust and boredom!), Waterloo Road, Coast.
4 people I email:
Dad, Elder daughter, TK (who comments now and again on this blog), Craig (ditto).
4 things I eat:
Fish, rhubarb yoghurt, hot cross buns, paella (but not all together).
4 places I'd rather be:
France, out walking, West Wales coast, Scotland.
There, that was quite painless really. Now, how about some input from Gemmak, Yorkshire Pudding, Daphne and Ian ?
4 movies I'd watch again:
I'm going to have problems here because I don't watch many and tend to forget their titles anyway, but top of the list has to go to the Harry Potter films. (I think there are four of those now, but if not, the next choice would be 'About a Boy.'
4 places I've lived:
Bristol, Ireland, France (only for 6 months), Liverpool.
4 TV shows I watch:
Coronation Street, Emmerdale (much to Keith's disgust and boredom!), Waterloo Road, Coast.
4 people I email:
Dad, Elder daughter, TK (who comments now and again on this blog), Craig (ditto).
4 things I eat:
Fish, rhubarb yoghurt, hot cross buns, paella (but not all together).
4 places I'd rather be:
France, out walking, West Wales coast, Scotland.
There, that was quite painless really. Now, how about some input from Gemmak, Yorkshire Pudding, Daphne and Ian ?
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