Along with the mushrooms, mad dog walkers, hidden bodies and big cats that make occasional appearances.
In that photo I can see:
Strawberries - farthest terracotta pot
Garlic - second pot
Carrots - the troughs
Potatoes - the orange barrel at the back.
Did I wake up in the Good Life? If only I had Barbara's bottom......
I killed the first crop by planting out too early (someone led me up the garden path good and proper telling me I could plant out in March!).
This was the second crop and as of the second week of May, they are holding on!
They took over the conservatory, but they are now flowering and looking very pretty in the garden.
I'm still in awe of the fact I have enough back garden to HAVE a table and chair set.
Baby artichokes under their cloches. Sadly only two have survived so far..........
They don't move to let me in either. There is also one under the bed, and another next to it.
Willow's tail post surgery. The second surgery, that is, to repair the damage she wrought after the first surgery. Which repaired the damage she wrought.
She is better now.
The board at Liverpool Street. I have spent entirely too much time gazing up at this, willing my train to be on time.
This was supposed to be the War Memorial on the wall. You can see it in the background.
The tv screen that keeps us entertained when the trains are delayed for the nth time that week.......
Down on the platform. Luckily you can't hear the busker through the computer screen.
