Long Mizzle Garden

 Hello m' soggy bottoms, I've been up since 'arse o'crack' this morning, walking round the soggy garden. If you have a hot cuppa, you are most welcome to join me. I filmed a short video whilst the mad house was still soundly sleeping. That's why I am whispering.... I didn't want to wake them! It is important to grab little snippets of peace when you can.  Next time I will endeavour to achieve a better sound quality. But as Monsieur often says, there's not point going in full pelt like Michael Bolton in 'When a Man Loves a Woman'... as there's no where you can go from there. Above: Dill Mammoth Below: Fennel   The succulents won't be liking all this rain but they do look pretty with big rain drops on them...       Above: Echivera in flower   At this time of the year in and around Falmouth, the lovely sweaty students are on the move and lots of 'free' boxes full of kitchen utensils and vessels can be found on the streets. Here's...

 Hello m' daisies, do come in!   I've just popped t' kettle on and dug out the biscuit tin ready. It's a bit soggy here today, so I'll share a couple of sights from within the week. I ended up buying a new car yesterday, then felt faint with parting with that good chunk of money, so had to go and lie down. Now, if you know me in person or from this blog, you'll know I do not like parting with money! It is not in my nature and I did live in Yorkshire for a few years. I'm no Jeremy Clarkson, so shan't bore you with all the new/old car details. All I will say is I will miss my old car. We've been through a lot together and she never let me down. The new one has a lot to live up to. The car was not the only set of wheels I picked up this week.  Check out this wagon out we found for free .    A kind lady had left it with a 'free to a good home' note outside her garden gate. When she spotted the kids and I descending on it like seagulls,  she came...

 Hello m' spokey dokeys, Well I'm feeling muscles on muscles after today.  The muggy, morning mizzle didn't stop me joining my folks on one of their Devoran to Twelveheads, Bissoe bike rides. You can tell I'm out of practice as I'm missing my helmet, lycra pants and sweat bands. Although I had a token 'exercise jacket' on, I felt a splash of fluorescent yellow was needed. So I made an impromptu shower cap from a waterproof bag cover... and suddenly looked like an authentic cycling tw*t . Fashion faux pas by Carnon Viaduct  Just look at that triumphant viaduct in the background! Part of the Truro to Falmouth Maritime railway line, the original granite Brunel pillars were simply left in situ when the new one was built. You can read more about Brunel's relics in a previous post here.   (I also spot that Mike has posted about a great walk by the Luxulyan Viaduct, over in China Clay country here ) Why people choose to go and sit all day long on a golden sandy...

Hello m' sunnies, Well I wasn't going to do a post this week, but the weekends don't quite feel right without a little blogging. So here's my first venture in to making a wee garden video: one take - no posh kit, retakes or editing allowed. That eats into revision time, plus more importantly, tea drinking and biscuit dunking time. I just wanted to show you the Sweet Williams, 'Crystal Lemon' cucumbers and Dahlia bed.   I meant to say in the video that the little pot was for collecting white beach pebbles tangled up in the seaweed. Also that 'Love Lies Bleeding' (Amaranthus caudatus) is an annual flower, adored by some florists and it has velvety, deep red, long tasseled flowers, hence its very dramatic name.               Above: 'Love Lies Bleeding' and Tagetes being planted out     Above: Frida's  Dahlia bed    Below: 'Hadrian's Midnight'   In between bashing my daft bonce with revision notes and pacing round the ...