Nose to the Grindstone

Yesterday was my first day back to work after my annual winter sabbatical*. After the daunting reality of an unaccustomed early start, the shock to my system was minimal. The Prof and I’s first job was to visit a garden centre, a splendid way to begin my gardening year. There was also lots of coffee, some chat, a hot pasty and I sowed some sweet peas. All, once more, was well with the world.

Today, on my second day, the sun shone and I remembered all the good things about being a gardener. And there were donkeys. I mean, seriously, it would be hard to beat that.

* Mainly spent finishing off the Christmas chocolate and gin.

17 thoughts on “Nose to the Grindstone

  1. The light on those grass seeds is fabulous. I could do with a gardener like you to help me – coffee, chocolate, pasty and gin can all be provided. Perhaps a rather long commute though 🤔

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  2. You give the impression that all you did was tour the garden centre, drink coffee, eat a pasty and talk a lot, then take most of the day to sow seeds. For the record, we (including you) did far more than that.

    For Jude’s info, you always refuse gin but red wine is generally accepted (and is cheaper).

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