This is their third year and I have lots of fruit already but they don't seem to be putting out any runners this year for me to pot on .They are not in the ground but in a strawberry pot and various other containers .Are they past their sell by date and shall I chuck them once finished fruiting and get new for next year ? I have had a few ripe fruits already and they taste OK !
Jno is making custard pies ! Well I don' t think they are your actual custard pies more like those splat in the face type pies. A la Laurel and Hardy :)) Sons of the Desert ..we'll all be living in tents soon .
no good, neti, the Ed obviously doesn't talk to anyone who doesn't hang around Chatterbank. Never mind, he has allowed us to stay in this nice little strawberry plot and we can always get manure from CB.
Morning doodes...very soggy outdoors, Charlie's putting his paw down & refusing to go any further than the patio.
Here we still are, the bay leafs haven't bovvered us in the night.....or have they? Is there only me left?
oh well, I wonder where the shaney keeps the marmalade.....dum de dummm...in here? oh tut....
mmm, there's a box here marked 'For the brantub', she's obviously staying optimistic, let's have a peek oh crikey...... :o).
Morning peeps.
Tis windy and wet down ere,but they say will brighten up soon.blimey..its coming out as I speak.I did send that there ED a message in a bottle,so he might pop in...perhaps he feels daunted by all the ole chicks in ere...now he knows how i feels...hehe..!so can you fetch yer teeth from the glass by yer beds and look a bit lively.hahahaha.Eds fave band yo (:O)
What a grim day .My shares in knitting wool commodities have fallen to an all time low ,it's only just stopped raining , I've run out of coffee and I'm still slacking around in my dressing gown .By the time I get a move on it will be time to go to bed again at this rate :)
goodness, it was there last night. Never mind, it will be back soon, I'm sure. Basically it involves a man with a camera walking alongside a path built onto a cliff with a million-mile drop to one side and bits where there is a hole in the walkway. Brrrr.
And it gets grimmer by the minute .Six o'clock ..ping ..blackout ..two hours in the dark with a Prices Candle and a torch while our half cooked dinner congealed on the oven ....deep joy .