Haven't herd a Cuckoo for donkeys years. Nor seen a jackdoor or mistle thrush.

Bit of a frost this morning.

Happy Birthday JohnBoy

retropants wrote:I'm trying kalettes this year. My DH likes sprouts, but not kale, and I don't like sprouts, hopefully they'll be tasty enough for us both!

Seem to recall a spout that started as a sprout, then opened out like a small cabbage, but loose leaves.

Tried POP-IN last year. Superb , saved seed for this year.

Nothing to do with gardening. How do you stop spectacle's steaming up when wearing a mask. When I go into the supermarket, I am walking around like Blind Pugh.

Cider Boys. Re rotovator running amok. Try taking more tonic with the gin.

Hi Christine. Never be frightened of asking for advice. You will find we do not bite.

Shopping. Now do the shopping. Bought some tomato's , said on the packaging, vine grown. I thought all tom's grew on vines.

Seem to recall, deer mothers make their young hunker down, while they go off to feed.

retropants wrote:I've also got a bucket of chicken manure pellets, I'll probably beef up the soil with these as well.

Reminds me of my Brother who liberally put chicken pellets down when laying a new turf lawn some years ago. The local foxes spent hours digging up said lawn. looking for chickens.

Primrose. That brought back memories, only told my Dad once that I had been canned. Got a clump, him saying, you must have deserved it. As you said. Those were the days.

Message received and replied to. They really do live up to their name, we’ve only just finished last years, they were still as good as they were last autumn, at a guess they probably had another month in them before they started sprouting. Bedfordshire champion in my opinion do come a close second ...

robo wrote:We use coca coala to clean the engine on the boat I know if you drop a dirty coin in a glass of it and leave overnight it will be bright and shiny next day

One must wonder what it do's to your stomach.

oldherbaceous wrote:Just been in the greenhouse, sowing a second batch of Sweet Peas...wonderfully warm in there but, step out of the door and it's an overcoat colder...

O.H. Overcoat colder. many moons since I have heard that saying.