Gardening.


Last night I went to the 'Speedway' I think my granddad once took me to one when i was very little. It smelled the same. The brave knights of the red grit hurled themselves around the track. I observed with others that whichever rider was wearing a green helmet seemed to usually win. The track was next to the sewage works, as was the nearest pub. We wondered if the smell of sewage in the air was also responsible for the pubs sign which read "half price food".

I wish the cats would catch the mole! (or indeed the moles - who knows) Various areas of lawn are taking on the appearance of moth-infested baize. I started off a year or so ago when Mr Mole first appeared with a cheerily tolerant "ha, its just nature! - me and mole will live happily together "Lately 'Murder' has been on my mind. I have invested in an ultrasonic mole frightener; this device is really just a giant vibrator. Its installed in the ground now and I notice the mole has been playing with it. The cats are scared of it though.

Today I cut the lawns (possibly for the last time this year?). Then I worked the contents of oldest compost bin into the vegetable beds for the winter, a full 5 wheel-barrows worth before turning the other compost bins contents into the now empty one.

I also fed the fish in the pond, again, possibly for the last time this year. Next week I'll even put the netting on it to try and keep the leaves out.

I've stocked up with coal and wood and laid the fire in the grate.

All's well here. How about there?

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