Monday has come around far too soon but it’s here and whining about it is going to help no-one, I have a feeling that this week is going to need a whole lot of coffee.
Visitors to the UK who were listening to Radio 4 at 7am on the weekend, may now be under the impression that in the UK we play the National Anthem everyday. We don’t. They play the National Anthem on the Queen’s Birthday, the Queen’s Official Birthday (yes she has two, no I have no idea why!), the Duke of Edinburgh’s birthday and the Prince of Wales birthday. Two of those things, the Queen’s Official Birthday and the DoE’s birthday, this year fell one day after the other. Which is a very effective of getting me out of bed at 7am on a Saturday morning.
Junipalooza was fun, it was interesting to do it with Sarah and Ryan, I bought a lot of gin.
My weekend was all about gin and the allotment. Fred and Sarah came for a visit. Fred was a very excited dog
This Thursday, is the beginning of the most wonderful time of the year (every four years), yes it’s the World Cup, football madness begins and I for one am very much looking forward to it. If you don’t like football, that’s ok but I do and I may talk about it.This week, I had a total wardrobe malfunction, skirt ripped all the way up the back. Thank goodness for long cardigans.
This week, is another week about keeping it all together. Work, home, steps, watering, sleep and laundry….it’s living life on the bleeding edge.
This seemed appropriate for a weekend that contained the Queen’s official birthday and World Gin day.
I had a really fun conversation last night at work drinks. One of the guys was telling me that World Gin Day was completely made up. Well yes, all such things are, I said that I knew this because it was ‘run’ by someone I know (by know I mean met a couple of times and follow on social media!) the delightful Emma, aka Gin Monkey
He then told me about the made upness of today’s gin celebrations. Yes, someone, mansplained WGD to me! As I did last year, I am ‘celebrating’ World Gin Day by going to Junipalooza. This year with Ma, Sarah and Ryan but if you’re not sure how to celebrate, Monkey has you covered
Today is the Queen’s official birthday, so if nothing else, try a gin and dubonet
I would suggest that you start some fruit gins, make a martini, or any other gin cocktail you fancy, here are a few suggestions.
Have a good day, don’t drink too much!
I wish I could say that I did a lot of work on the plot over the last week, but it would be a lie.
I had a migraine on Sunday and although it was short and I was up and doing things in the afternoon, I wasn’t up to much.Because Ma had a car this weekend, we bought more compost. Which I did manage to wheelbarrow to the plot. We earthed up the potatoes, watered everything, picked our first strawberries (all 6 of them), picked broad beans, spinach and salad and then had to home because I was not feeling well and it was really hot.
The nice thing about being weeding obsessed is that we can have a quiet weekend sometimes, it’s still in good shape. Yes my squash is behind, my cucamelons were eaten by slugs, I only have one cucumber plant alive and all my tomatoes are a bit weedy. But the sweetcorn came up, the squash are alive, the peas are flowering and there are pods, the raspberries are going mental and the salad and beetroot beds are looking fabulous. Also the californian poppies are everywhere, which I will show you next week when I’m on the plot and don’t feel ill.
The work list is pretty simple.
- Sow more radishes and carrots
- Find something to put in the circle beds at the top of the plot (the cornflowers and afgan poppies failed!) and I’m thinking maybe a french and runner bean tepee.
- More compost on the big squash bed and one of the tomato beds.
- sow kale and chard (which I’m still behind on!)
- sow more coriander and parsley
That’s all I can think of for now. How are your gardens doing?
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Last week was as predicted, interesting. I don’t like not being competent and I spent Thursday and Friday reminding myself that I’m not expected to know everything on my first two days. The commute has been fine but I need to be up earlier so I can get a desk, this is the first time in 25 plus years of working that I’ve worked in a hot desk environment. I also had a migraine on Sunday morning, which was not fun, I’m blaming heat, stress and not being good about my diet this weekend. Plus side, it was on a weekend and short. When you have migraines, this is a good thing. So it was horrible but it was a good migraine as migraines go.
Of course after the migraine I had to shop and go to the plot and thankfully, Ma had a car this weekend so it was pretty easy but the plot part had to be cut short because it was too hot. Watering got done and there hasn’t been too much slug damage, so all good, but it appears that this year is going to be a year that I am tasty to bitey things, it goes in cycles, some years I get bitten a lot and sometimes not at all.My basic plan for this week is work, rest and prep for Junipalooza next Saturday. What are you guys doing this week?
On Friday nights at 8.45pm, Radio Four has a slot called ‘Point of View’ which by turns can be enlightening or infuriating, but last Friday it replayed Alistair Cooke’s Letter from America on the death of Bobby Kennedy.
The 5th of June marks 50 years since he was slot. I wasn’t even a twinkle in my parents eyes in 1968 but I know that it was a hell of a year…we already commemorated Martin Luther King’s murder earlier this year, and I’m not very well read about the time but on Friday night, I listened to the broadcast and I knew that it was Alistair Cooke because I grew up with Letter from America and I knew that it was about Bobby Kennedy. I have probably heard this broadcast before, it is powerful. But as I was listening to it, in the back of my head I heard this song and I heard Sam Cooke
I wasn’t alive in 1968, but this song, I grew up hearing. I knew what it was about, I knew it was a sad song, but listening to Alistair Cooke (of all people) I felt that I finally understood it and maybe it felt more relevant to me now because of the times we are living in.