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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2008 9:47 am
by Chantal
Hi Sarah, welcome to the forum.

I know it's traditional to plant potatoes on Good Friday, but I'd hold off a while yet. The ground is so cold and it's going to get colder before it warms up, they're not going to like it very much.

I'm going to lurk in my greenhouse today as the sun is still shining here. Very windy and snow forecast for later :roll:

Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2008 4:39 pm
by lizzie
We had a scattering of snow through the night and it was still on the car this morning. Blowing a gale and really cold.

I might snuggle up in front of the box. Airplane's on later and I like that film.......even if the jokes are terrible :wink:

Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2008 8:47 pm
by Monika
In spite of double glazing, I can hear the northerly wind howling in the tall trees outside right at this moment! It comes straight off the moor above us with nothing to stop it. The tubular greenhouse heater is on but because it only just excludes frost, the seedlings in there are covered with bubble plastic, as are the six bags and large pots with early potatoes. Luckily, the sunshine during the day today has at least left some reservoir of warmth in the greenhouse for the night, I hope! Nothing sown or planted outside yet.

Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 7:51 am
by pongeroon
I caught a bit of Airplane, Lizzie. I hadn't seen it before and I thought it was juvenile nonsense. I loved it. :D

Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 9:50 am
by Chantal
I saw airplane at the cinema when it first came out and was nearly sick laughing. Unfortunately I now find it excrutiatingly awful and not in the least funny. How we change as we get older. :roll:

It's snowing. :?

Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 10:45 am
by lizzie
I just love the bits with Steve McClusky....."looks like I picked the wrong week to quit smoking, drinking, amphetamines and glue sniffing!!!"

Didn't catch much anyway as had to cook dinner.

And don't call me Shirley :twisted:

Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 5:08 pm
by madasafish
Slightly cold here. Ran yesterday am in shorts without gloves along Congleton Edge. Needed a hot shower afterwards to warm up all the parts the wind reached.
Running tomorrow morning when we are forecast to have 4-5 cms of snow but as I have run before in 60cms of snow that will be fine. (by that I mean I won't die:-)

At the end of a run, I rush into greenhouse , switch off one burner of paraffin heater and if sunny stay there for 5 mins to warm up.

-4C foreasct tonight: I may wear tracksuit trousers tomorrow:-)

Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 7:09 pm
by Monika
To get to our allotment, I have to walk right through the village, past the village shop, and always wear very scruffy jeans, wellies, an old fleecy with, at this time of the year, a long woolly scarf round my neck and a (matching!!) woolly hat pulled down to my eyes. My 'handbag' is a an empty sheep feed bucket and all the produce is carried home in that. Hubby thinks I am known as that mad woman, could be right.

None of the clothes need ironing!

White world this morning and more to come tonight.

Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 7:35 am
by oldherbaceous
Dear Monika, you sound rather fetching to me. :)

Just been to wind the clock, check on someones greenhouse and fed some cats for someone else.
It's snowing really heavily, and i've come back looking like one of those abnormal snowmen things. :wink:

Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 9:45 am
by Chantal
Is that different to normal then OH? :wink:

It snowed here from around 5:30am but stopped some time ago and it's now all melting. Flippin' cold though as I've just found by going into the garage for some wood. Admittedly I'm only wearing a kimono and thermal socks :oops: but it's pretty cold on the hands and nose too.

I'm sitting in front of a roaring fire, knitting and watching reruns of Summer
Wine and wondering if my daft husband will really play golf today. :roll:

Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 2:32 pm
by lizzie
Oh Chantal.....what a fetching and adorable sight you must have looked....kimono and thermal socks

All you needed was the balaclava or bobble hat and you would have had a full outfit :twisted:

I went to the beach again this morning with pooch and it was freezing. The waves are still very high. My brother said the people coming off the Irish ferry this morning were all looking a little green around the gills. :shock: He's on a double shift for the next few days so is not happy.

Was at the lottie yesterday to find that one of the main frame props has twisted so will have to remove the door and bash it back around again. I was stood there, planting on some Cape Goosegogs I got in Aldi and it was snowing inside the greenhouse. Will have to fix that at some point too. Still, on the plus side I do have a free watering system in there now so I won't have to water so often.

Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 7:20 pm
by Monika
Woke up to thick snow this morning but by evening most of it had gone after almost unbroken sunshine during the day - lovely and cosy in the greenhouse with a real spring smell of hyacinths, fragrant narcissi, muscari and sweet violets! But tonight will be the real test for the tubular heater, the forecast is for minus 6 and it's already starting freezing now.

Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 8:10 pm
by Geoff
I knew there was a thread somewhere with ironing in it.

Only an Aussie man can make you feel like a woman!

A plane passed through a severe storm. The turbulence was awful, and
things went from bad to worse when one wing was struck by lightning.

One woman lost it completely.

She stood up in the front of the plane and screamed, 'I'm too young to die,'
she cried. Then she yelled, 'If I'm going to die, I want my last minutes on
earth to be memorable! Is there anyone on this plane who can make me
feel like a WOMAN?'

For a moment, there was silence. Everyone stared at the desperate woman
in the front of the plane. Then the man from Australia stood up in the rear of
the plane.

He was handsome, tall, well built, with dark brown hair and hazel eyes.
Slowly, he started to walk up the aisle, unbuttoning his shirt as he went,
one button at a time. No one moved. He removed his shirt. Muscles rippled
across his chest. She gasped...

Then, he spoke...


'Iron this -- and then get me a beer.'