I’ve been busy.  Family, friends, work, hoovering and dusting (but NOT ironing – I hate ironing), making extravagant meals far beyond my ability and shopping etc. etc.  I only just managed to take care of the small amount of veg growing that I did in the garden this spring.  So I decided to start up again next Spring and leave it to the experts this autumn / winter.

Last weekend, I ventured out into the garden and had a good look at it.  It looked awful – it needed a good clear up so I got stuck in.  I mowed the lawn, I cut back all the “stuff” (don’t ask me to name it – I figured that if it shot up so much this year, it will come back again next spring – fingers crossed eh?).  I tidied up the patio, which involved putting away the (complete waste of money) sun loungers and emptying out most of my containers in the flower beds.

Also, picked the last of the peppers and harvested the potatoes.

I really enjoyed doing it.  Garden looks less rubbish now and there is something quite nice about working hard outside.

I know that I won’t go out there in the winter.  It’s dark and cold when I get in from work and I will be mostly snuggling with the fella in front of the wood burner eating stodgy foods watching rubbish on the tv… I mean reading mind-expanding books and definitely NOT internet shopping or going on facebook but completing crosswords.

Am slightly regretful of my decision now as I love being outside in the winter on crisp cold days wearing my favourite woolly hat and getting a cold nose.   But I guess I will have to go for a  yomp on the moors instead