Oh gourd…
Oh gourd, or more precisely oh courgette. We tried growing a round courgette variety this year. As we know, no matter how diligent one is, underneath the elephantine leaves there always lurks a renegade or two of the small variety […]
First frost of the winter…
Despite a claimed outside temperature of 3 degrees, the windscreen needs to be cleared. 8th October ‘26.
A good morning’s work…
You know when it’s a good morning’s work when it takes the rest of the day to shred, cut, batter, burn, barrow, metaphorically kick under the carpet or otherwise dispose of the debris.
A slightly over-large courgette…
Or Courgette, a round variety which escaped the polytunnel and prospered in the donkey poo patch aka the dung heap.
The best friend.
If there is food around. The photogenic one. The one which likes a head scratch. The pretty one. The bullied one (until she turns the tables.
The day that the rain came down…
Substitute drizzle for rain. Insert “days” for day. Call it floated rather than came with its biblical sound, and you have a fifteen millimetre or so 24 hours gently inserting itself into the rock hard ground. Lovely. Away on the […]
The Phoenix…
The mythological bird called the Phoenix was consumed by flames and was reborn [again] (Google version – you can’t be reborn again!) out of its ashes. A little less fanciful is the burnt gorse bushes on the banks of the […]
A Twmffat …
A twmffat is Welsh for funnel, an affectionate name for a complete eejit! Said entity decided to camp on the bank of the Wye, hence deserving the entirely Welsh description. Not much affection around here for the person who also […]