This is truly a never to be repeated offer that you all need...

This is a link to it and you truly need one:


http://www.feedgeeks.net/2011/05/my-big-fat-society-wedding-prints/

Buy one now, from the link above.


I thank you!


Happy online shopping...

Ah, so that was that then? cheers Wills & Kate

They ended up in the Premier Inn, Tring - we know it's true for we saw a heliochopper flying over our house (in the middle of our street) Sunday morning. It had twin blades and was decorated in that camouflage stuff they have for service vehicles - bit daft really 'cos it showed up real good against the beautiful pale blue sky that has become de rigeur here in Trrrrrr-ing, what's so camouflage about that then?


http://maps.google.com/maps/place?client=safari&rls=en&oe=UTF-8&um=1&ie=UTF-8&q=Premier+Inn+aston+clinton&fb=1&hq=Premier+Inn&hnear=Aston+Clinton,+Aylesbury,+Buckinghamshire,+UK&cid=6418960628344946725


That's a link to it, it's called the Crow's Nest and it has great deals going on at the moment, you know £29 a night and sizzler steak meals for two (prawn cocktail, 14oz rump steak & all the trimmings - chips, peas, grilled tomato, emmm yum! - and black forest gateau just to make the Prince feel truly at home!)


This all of course makes me feel so much better as I was really worried about the cost, seeing as I was paying for the whole shebang along with the rest of the British public. It makes up for shifting all those trees back and forth from Windsor Great Park (what's so great about it if they can let 73 trees go for a weekend?) Anyway, apparently it was a lovely wedding, but I am rather disappointed that he kissed the new Princess on a balcony in front of what appears to have been quite a few people - so unBritish to have such a blatant show of affection AND so damn dangerous, my mate Nige kissed his missus on a balcony in Corfu and she got 2 broken legs! Tut, tut, William and you the hair to the throne but one.


You may ask, "What the fucking hell has all this to do with gardening?" Ok, go on then... Well, I garden to make a living; my living has just paid for a wedding I wasn't invited too and I think it was a bit rude not to at least send a fucking wedding favour or maybe a can of Stella. Oh yeah, and I mentioned trees above...


Happy daze...

Some flowers from our garden

The greenhouse comes to life

This is what it's all about. Hopefully, all this will produce us enough food to not have to go to Tesco from June onwards...

Salad leaves, toms, french beans, salad onions, carrots, potaydas...

...cabbages, salad onions, more cabbages...

...cucumbers, melone, basil, more toms...

...yet more toms, melons, salad onions and that shallot!

Also, over on the allotment we have more cabbages, about 200 onions & shallots, garlic and 4 types of potatoes

Some trivialities from the life of a gardener, April 2011

I seemed to cut lots of grass this week. This is something I am very good at - despite the idiot who claimed I must have used a combine harvester to perform the deed a couple of weeks ago. (Currently listening to a programme on Carl Sagan, a true communicator of such vastness as to swamp people who drive combine harvesters, let alone make stupid comments about cutting grass with one...)

Halfway at Pat's - on the main lawn

The combine harvester has nothing on this finish

Even on a bit of "grass" full of moss, clover, buttercups, dandelions and lord knows what and that has NOT been touched for a rather long time, not a bad cut...

As you can guess I have been somewhat annoyed by a comment regarding combine harvesters and grass cutting, the details are menial, but I have to make a point because I am stupid like that! As Carl Sagan said, "We live in a society exquisitely dependent on science and technology, in which hardly anyone knows anything about science and technology." Or cutting grass...


Happy mowning...

In celebration of a great occasion...

I feel I should post something fitting in honour of next Friday, so here's my lunch from last Thursday 21st April 2011:

Yes, a cheese and coleslaw sandwich with steel toe capped boots, as you can possibly see the toecaps are worn away from so much kneeling.


Happy wedded bliss!

Any ideas what this is?

I know I should know, but I just can't remember what this fella is:

Thanks for your help!