I’ve never believed in luck – good or bad. Stuff sometimes just happens! The MX5 is starting to disprove my commitment to this belief because… it gets a cracked windscreen within 200 miles from new; the process to get it changed is tortuous and then today when they came to finally fix it the chaps laid some of the plastic housing on the grass and… yes, piglet ran over one piece and scratched it. The robot mower moves randomly and takes many hours to cover the whole lawn so how come it happened to be in the one square metre where these pieces of plastic were placed? What are the odds? After a brief “discussion” where the guys suggested I claim off my insurance – what, for their stupidity? It was rapidly agreed they would order a new part and replace on a revisit. Won’t this annoyance ever go away?
Despite all that nonsense I had a lovely day pottering about in the garden. Cutting back autumn raspberries – wrong time of year did I hear you say? Do I look bothered? It’s a raspberry cane, it’s got two choices – live or die. There are plenty of punnets of raspberries in Tesco. I’d forgotten how absorbing pottering can be – forget the big stuff and attend to the little things. As an example I split a planter of crocosmia (used to be called Montbretia – go figure) and put half into another planter; very enjoyable.
The vegetable plot is looking tidy. The garlic and onions for next year are doing well so I need to start to plan what is going where. The last of the celeriac came out – lessons learned: slugs find them very tasty (as do I) so they need slug pelleting and I need to water them more often next year. And now I have a plan of what will go where in 2018 – this level of organisation is almost frightening.
With the evenings drawing in I’ve started to light the log burner earlier which means cutting the wood that has been seasoning in one corner of the garden. The log bins are only half full so there’s plenty to be done and I might have to buy, yes, “buy” some wood before spring arrives.
