How time flies

It’s been ages since I’ve been here. Nothing much to say  suppose, and of course the great english weather has been nothing to write home about, in fact one word seems to sum up the past few months….. RAIN…

It’s so depressing, I rely on summer to get a bit of outdoor time, pottering and footling around in my garden. But I’ve had no chance to do that at all, and the bloody slugs have eaten everything, the slimey barstewards. They must be the hardiest slugs around, they get through just about everything, even the poisonous plants, digitalis, potato, tomato, i bet they’d even chomp through deadly nightshade if there was any.

Here’s a bit of wishful thinking…