Long Mizzle Garden

 Hello m' soggy bottoms,   Long time no gossip! I have some rather exciting news to reveal ... After two years on the waiting list, I am now proud custodian of a beautiful allotment plot. I received a very exciting email in the last week of March asking if I was still interested in one. Of course the answer was an excited YES and I was offered the opportunity to check out three different plots. After my Sunday morning sea swim, I arrived looking salty & bedraggled to meet with the lady who manages the old farmer's field on behalf of her father-in-law. Turns out it is the same gorgeous lady that runs my favourite local charity shop. Initially I thought I'd go for a half-plot. (In the UK, allotments are classed as either full-plot, half-plot, or sometimes even quarter-plot). That was until I saw the full plot on offer, with beautiful established apple trees, gooseberries, raspberries, currant bushes and rhubarb galore. Plus, the plot had another major selling point - a pa...

 Hello m' pink flying goblets, I'm sat here typing away on the ol' laptop, bottle of Lidl's cheap Buck Piss cracked open. The washing's in and it's just started mizzling. Five gangly necked swans have just flown past the the window. They are currently circling round once more before they attempt a jet ski propelled, belly flop landing in the creek.   I'd better get the tea on soon, so just a short post for today.  Some purple sprouting brocolli has been freshly picked from the vege patch. They will be lightly steamed and smothered in butter. I added some pink primrose flowers too, to try and create the illusion of  being 'reet sophisticated'. Did you know they are edible?! The little pot of yellow primroses will be placed on my bedside tea trolly. They smell like sweet honey. My sister in law kindly gave me the bamboo trellis. I shall have to find good use for it. It has been a wonderfully dry week, prefect for catching up on mountains of washing. Ea...