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Six on Saturday – Toastie

The weatherman on our local TV channel, a dapper chap called Derek, described yesterday as “toastie”. I liked that. There is something comforting there, something reassuring and innocuous. Toastie can never be daunting or oppressive. The fact that it also suggests delicious warm and melting sandwiches exacerbated this impression. Perhaps Derek was guilty of understatement,Continue reading “Six on Saturday – Toastie”

Not A Fall

Yesterday I had a little mishap at work. I was carrying a large trug of woodchip in order to mulch a recently planted crab apple by the pond, which I was transporting from a pile by the polytunnel. High ground to low ground, makes sense. Or does it? As bad luck would have it, IContinue reading “Not A Fall”

Six on Saturday – Le Tour

July, who’d have thought it? It will soon be school holidays (better journey to work for me), Peggy’s birthday (cream teas, always good), rain, Tour de France (niche, I know). Oh, and glorious gardens. If you would like to admire some of these wonders then pop over to Jim at Garden Ruminations who hosts ourContinue reading “Six on Saturday – Le Tour”

Fist Pump

I was talking with Welsh John yesterday about how we can all make a difference in this world. However small it might be, every positive action counts. All those little pluses add up to one humdinger. You get the gist. My neighbour, a bachelor with one of those jobs that however many times he explainsContinue reading “Fist Pump”

Six on Saturday – Honest

I am sat here thinking about what happened this week, something of interest that I could share with you. Nope. Nothing comes to mind. Nothing of note. It rained, it sunned, I worked, I saw a kingfisher. It was just fine. And it also seemed a little bit overwhelming. You know – weeds, blackfly, slugs,Continue reading “Six on Saturday – Honest”

Six on Saturday – Special Day

This year I am determined not to get despondent on the Summer Solstice, as is my wont. I will celebrate and wear flowers in my hair and live in the glorious moment, I may even frolic a little. Then we can begin rapid the descent into winter and gloom and despair. As usual, I exaggerate,Continue reading “Six on Saturday – Special Day”

To Mary

Words are rubbish. They fail me continually. When heartbreak happens to people I care for, words refuse to help. I want to soothe, to reassure, to find a way forward, all to no avail. This is pure arrogance. But still, words are all I have. That and flowers. Without doubt, my dear Mary, you haveContinue reading “To Mary”

Six on Saturday – Blurry

It is all getting a little blurry now. Blurry in a cartoon passage of time way. The rain has caused good and bad to spurt, the wind (combined with above rain) has assaulted the delicate ones and the sun has calmed the gardener’s brow. At the moment we are mid storm systems, an hour orContinue reading “Six on Saturday – Blurry”

Six on Saturday – Back

I’m sure Peggy would write a note for me if needed, but I am equally confident you will believe that I missed last week’s SoS because my back was being a diva. It had started to grumble the previous weekend, possibly due to pent up fencer rage. Things did not improve even though I imposedContinue reading “Six on Saturday – Back”

Six on Saturday – Fence

A problem has been resolved this week, one which was out of our control but was both niggling and invasive. We do not own any of the fences surrounding our garden. Horrah! you might think, no maintenance costs or stormy weather worries. A fair point. Let us consider another scenario. What if a fence, shallContinue reading “Six on Saturday – Fence”