Straight-Jacket & Potatoes?

Potatoes, Potatoes, Potatoes. From left to right, Anya, Charlotte and Can't Remember (because I earthed up the label as well as the haulms (silly Wellie)! But as you can see, they're coming on okay, and the rest of the chitted ones of the same varieties are simply begging me to plant them. I've purposely delayed their planting in order to stagger the harvest, so we get that yummy 'just dug noo potato taste' every time.

It needs no explanation as to why I took this next picture, does it? And if you were standing next to me, I dare you not to fall over backwards with the intoxicating perfume of it. I did.....
(oh no, that was Pinot Grigio me thinks!)

And meet 'Moneypenny' - my noo Truck. I've named her that because the wording on the spare wheel cover on the back says: 4x4xBond. Trousers nearly wet himself when I told him. He thought it 'very clever', so I feel suitably patted on the head, as you can imagine.....




In The Back Yard today, there's been all manner of stuff going on. I had serious plans of spraying Roundup Concentrate in selected areas, but my Gardening Cat wouldn't go back to bed, insisting on being with me up until 4 o'clock this afternoon, and I eventually managed to do it by the time Trousers got home from work.

Still - it gave me some quality time with her, whilst I swotted up my favourite cookbooks to find out in advance what the hell to do with so many GooseGogs this year. Trousers isn't keen on them, so that's brilliant. I might have to invent a Gooseberry Smoothie?!



And then we come to the 'really what happened today' part of the Funny Farm Blog, because I potted-on my Gardeners' Delight, Tigarella and Ferline Cordon Tomato plants into their final pots (builders buckets from Homebase at £1 each).

And having done that, I was then able to introduce them to their spiral 'supports' - which work fabulously well, as all you do is wind the leading shoot round. So, no tedious tying - just pinching out of 'armpits' to keep the cordon nice and tidy, and concentrate its energies into the fruit trusses rather than a rambling chaos of bushy growth.

'Ferline F1' variety is blight-tolerant, so will eventually be grown outside, and being in a bucket with a handle is jolly useful for moving it inside and outside to get 'hardened off' between now and the beginning of June.

Now. For those of you who aren't 'keeping up' with the story of Wellie and Trousers having moved house recently, and our washing machine having died some months back.....

We've taken delivery of a noo washing machine this week, and I'm rather proud to announce to you, that there isn't one single item of dirty washing left.

Unfortunately, that means that there's a Bl@@dy Big Pile of Ironing though!

Guess what Wellie will MOSTLY be doing this week Children......

Thank you for watching, and I hope you're all receiving us loud'n'clear now since that very kind Hazel at the Hill saved Trousers's proverbial bacon last week by tweaking a few knobs and pushing the odd button or two. I'd of done it myself, but I only know how to turn the computer on at the wall?! So Bless You Angel. X.

Heaven On Earth

So! Some of the cardboard boxes are unpacked, and my very first priority is to say 'Thank You' to every single Angel that has the dubious task of looking after me on this earth, as I'm well aware of what a nightmare of a 'charge' I am?, and you've got my utmost respect for taking the job on 'at all', let alone 'in the first place' guys or girls.
And I'm kind of guessing that My Angels were born with an incredibly Excellent Sense of Humour. (See Angels Tutting, and nodding Sagely)

Wellie did definitely dig up her 3-year old Asparagus Crowns, and Trousers and I had the very first pickings of the crop this evening in a Risotto. Trousers says that I'm really good at making Risotto, which is a lovely compliment, and kind of makes me 'try harder' every time to better the last one that he ate.


And then I just HAD to show you this? Trousers is unsure - but it had Wellie Kitchen written completely all over it and made me laugh out loud. But then again, I do have an 'off the wall' sense of humour, and no excuses or apologies in case you're expecting any.

Shall we name him? I vote YES! and i shall look forward to all of your suggestions over the coming days/weeks/months.

Feel free. The floor is entirely yours' Peeps!

And Bless You for Watching Again. X.

Testing, Testing, One Two Three...

...Three Two One - You're Back in the Room! And you're most welcome.....
And this room, The Conservatory, is kind of Wellie's new 'Play Room'. Whilst it's North-East facing, it's much much lighter than our previous conservatory, and the sunlight, whilst 'dappled', goes on into the late afternoon.

Obviously, I'm going to have to 'suck it and see', in terms of what I can grow in the Conservatory, according to how much sun, and the temperature etc. but hey, I've got loads of plants, and tonnes of patience.

Well now. Wellie and Trousers have been incredibly busy since you and I last spoke, we've moved out of our previous home, and into The Funny Farm, (and please do wipe 'Welcome to the Funny Farm' from your minds (3-2-1) because our Blog has had to be 'Down on The Funny Farm' in the end?!) But I kind of like it much better actually.

I'm getting my new kitchen 'up and running'... it's so fabulous to have enough cupboard space to put everything. I feel very priv, priv......spoilt, because I now don't have to have half of my kitchen utensils in a shed in the garden anymore, because The Funny Farm Kitch has got loads and loads of cupboard space.

And hey, will you check out the posh kettle next to the Rayburn? My very lovely client gave Trousers and I that as a Present. It whistles when it's boiled, which helps to remind Trousers as to why he boiled the kettle in the first place? (See Wellie shake her head children....)

Okie Dokie - We're now in 'The Regency Room' - alternatively known as 'The Snoring Room'?!
and so Trousers has 'baggsed this room for his very own. And I don't blame him, it's very lovely, and looks out onto Wellie's new Potager Garden.

Trousers wasn't at home yesterday, and I spent a fantastically productive day in the garden, desperately trying to get some semblence of order out of the moving chaos. The Removal Firm we used were absolutely fantastic - how can two men bring such joy, wit and sanity into such a dreadfully stressful day! Goodness knows what it would have been like if there had been 'A Chain' at either end of the sale (!), but thankfully there was not, or I suspect that the cat may have had something to say about it.....

Actually, The Cat Thing didn't go all that well?! I borrowed a proper Cat Carrier from 'The Happy Couple' (clients of mine) and once I'd got BC into it, it all went fairly 'its up from there really, so she ended up yelling her head off, and Wellie ended up in tears in Stroud & Swindon.....

How on earth does one accumulate so much over the years? I don't know. But actually, if I had a £ for every time someone asked me where I bought that rusty old mangle, or that rusty old arbour.... I'd be a rich woman. So all of our 'junk' has fitted so beautifully into our new home, and we are really excited and delighted.

Which is what our new Blog is going to be about.

Down on The Funny Farm.

With some of our new neighbours............

And most especially, my very own gardening cat BC (Black Cat), who is now absolutely LOVING it.

Forgive me, we've been AWOL for a while during our move, and now that we have 'a land line' and 'tinertnet connection' again, there's every possibility that we may either ignore you, or be in touch?!

Bless you for reading this.

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