I was happy to find that my back was fine even after yesterday's digging. I had to collect the trailer but did find time to have a nice fried breakfast. Just a couple of rashers of Bacon, Egg, a couple of Toms, couple of rounds of lightly toasted....er um..toast and a hot mug of tea. That put me a good order for being out in the cold. Degsy complained about starting up whilst it was so cold but once cranked he ran without further ado. I ran out to the stables, bagged the trailer took to the lottie to find Dave G had the same idea and had his trailer i the way so I could not get mine down to the heap. I let him finish. Rather I let his friend finish whilst Dave stood chatting to his friends missus. When he had gone I back ed the trailer up to the bin and emptied it out. I ran the trailer straight back to the stables then on to get some petrol for Degsy and to give him a bit of a spin to charge the battery.
By the time I got to the lottie the second time the day was not so bright. I was determined to get some Lime on the ground this year. After putting a finger in the air to judge the wind direction I flung handfuls of Lime about Bed2. Bed2 will be the Cabbage patch for next year. The soil being damp grabbed the powdered Lime on contact. I have had a couple of small trays of Seedling cabbages plonked at the lottie for a few weeks. As soon as I got the plank I use for a straight edge the rain came on. Just a vicious shower to catch me at the far end of the plot with my hands full. I had a ten minute shut eye whilst the rain bounced off the roof of Degsy and dripped in here and there. Degsy is not comfortable for snoozing. I will have to do something about that. When the shower was over the soil was wetter than ever. I could not bring myself to start digging spuds so I finished off planting the seedlings. No need to water these in. Having tidied up, I pondered the idea of forcing Rhubarb for next year. I think I have to get some straw. I have a tall bucket to cover them. Whatever I do I better get a move on. Since Degsy was cold again and on a level bit of ground I dipped the oil. The dip stick was long enough so ther is plenty of the black stuff inside the motor.
When I got home it was nice and warm. The contrast with outside made my cheeks burn. Miss L was up and looking expectant. I had promised to get the Christmas decs down from the attic. Before I could have a brew I was pestered into the attic. It is Miss L's job to dress the tree and H's job to tackle to house. We do not have many decs it is just something we do not go mad for. I still have to make the wreath for the door although I have cut Willow for the circular base of the wreath. Miss L extract full value of Christmas cheers setting up the tree. It took her ages. Everything had to be judged for artistic impact. Gawd 'elp me.
I had a little time on my hands from the cut short lottie expedition so set about assembling the staging I bought for the greenhouse. It was a bargain and that should have rung alarm bells. An hour and a bit later the staging was assembled but it must be for midgets. The legs are dead short. It looks like a trip to B&Q is required for proper length legs. The winter solstice is nearly here so the days are short and the sun, when it appears is low in the sky. In the shower the low sun lit up a full rainbow in the field next to the lottie. I was tempted to look for the pot of gold.
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