It's a bit of a hotch pot with various old planks and some breeze block we had lying around. Still if it does the job. I have one raised bed kit left, there must have only been two. I will attempt making the next one over the week.
It was too bright and warm to be inside this afternoon, so when I finally woke up at 11.45 am from the sleep of the dead, I got on to the plot about 1pm. I think with three of these things in total at least we can grow herbs, and other things that are expensive to buy in the supermarket.
I do like that superscrimpers program on TV at the moment, I think it is on tonight so will be looking out for it. One of the tips they gave a month or so back was to use the netting from things like lemons and oranges for pan scourers. This is the best tip so far! It realy does work fantastically well for getting burned on deposits off anything. We had a pot roast last night which my Husband did, The pot was awful, and we left it soaking overnight.
I had a go at it with the Astonish pan and oven cleaner in the blue pot, and a lemon bag It finaly came off after about 20 minutes.
Believe me this was good. Both the pot, and the stainless steel tray it was cooked on looked as though it had been under a rocket launch pad. The inside of the pot was really burned on. I wonder what temperature my beloved had the oven on... Incinerate perhaps? The oven now needs cleaning, strangely it just looks like the door. I wonder if the thermostat has gone wrong. We just had it looked at recently when the heating element went. Must keep an eye on it. I suppose this cooker has lasted about ten years so far and we do cook a lot.
The evening is realy mellow for early March, the birds sing so sweetly as the dusk falls and that tinge of pink in a pale turquise sky dusts itself over us. This time last year we were celebrating our 25th wedding anniversary. A bit late as we had saved up to go on a cruise to Norway to see the northern lights. Strangely we met a fellow traveller yesterday quite by chance, (as chance does) A moment to remember such a luxurious and wonderful holiday. It is hard to imagine sometimes how a year passes so quickly in one way, and yet so slowly and agonisingly in others.
I haven't been looking closely at the news, at least I am not being obsessive about it. So much strife in so many countries. Perhaps just being unaware of the misery that other people do suffer spares us of the sense of dread. Are we each powerless to do something to change the way the world does business with itself? Certainly people who do hold immense power do have the real ability to effect change. I wonder why not.
I suppose it's all part of being Bi-Polar and having a screw loose, but I just don't understand other people, or the things they do. The only person I understand is my Husband realy, which is why He is my best friend as well. He is a realy Good Man. He loves me just as I am, and doesn't expect me to be anything but self evident... apart from telling me that dress I made a week or so ago looked like a maternity dress!
Then the next day he said it wasn't so bad, he was getting used to it. Does that mean He would love me wearing a sack, or is the dress realy not that bad in his estimation! I must ask Him... Ok He hedged... He said that He would love me no matter what I was wearing, and that He had also changed his mind about the dress and that He now thought it was lovely! That'll do for me!
It was too bright and warm to be inside this afternoon, so when I finally woke up at 11.45 am from the sleep of the dead, I got on to the plot about 1pm. I think with three of these things in total at least we can grow herbs, and other things that are expensive to buy in the supermarket.
I do like that superscrimpers program on TV at the moment, I think it is on tonight so will be looking out for it. One of the tips they gave a month or so back was to use the netting from things like lemons and oranges for pan scourers. This is the best tip so far! It realy does work fantastically well for getting burned on deposits off anything. We had a pot roast last night which my Husband did, The pot was awful, and we left it soaking overnight.
I had a go at it with the Astonish pan and oven cleaner in the blue pot, and a lemon bag It finaly came off after about 20 minutes.
Believe me this was good. Both the pot, and the stainless steel tray it was cooked on looked as though it had been under a rocket launch pad. The inside of the pot was really burned on. I wonder what temperature my beloved had the oven on... Incinerate perhaps? The oven now needs cleaning, strangely it just looks like the door. I wonder if the thermostat has gone wrong. We just had it looked at recently when the heating element went. Must keep an eye on it. I suppose this cooker has lasted about ten years so far and we do cook a lot.
The evening is realy mellow for early March, the birds sing so sweetly as the dusk falls and that tinge of pink in a pale turquise sky dusts itself over us. This time last year we were celebrating our 25th wedding anniversary. A bit late as we had saved up to go on a cruise to Norway to see the northern lights. Strangely we met a fellow traveller yesterday quite by chance, (as chance does) A moment to remember such a luxurious and wonderful holiday. It is hard to imagine sometimes how a year passes so quickly in one way, and yet so slowly and agonisingly in others.
I haven't been looking closely at the news, at least I am not being obsessive about it. So much strife in so many countries. Perhaps just being unaware of the misery that other people do suffer spares us of the sense of dread. Are we each powerless to do something to change the way the world does business with itself? Certainly people who do hold immense power do have the real ability to effect change. I wonder why not.
I suppose it's all part of being Bi-Polar and having a screw loose, but I just don't understand other people, or the things they do. The only person I understand is my Husband realy, which is why He is my best friend as well. He is a realy Good Man. He loves me just as I am, and doesn't expect me to be anything but self evident... apart from telling me that dress I made a week or so ago looked like a maternity dress!
Then the next day he said it wasn't so bad, he was getting used to it. Does that mean He would love me wearing a sack, or is the dress realy not that bad in his estimation! I must ask Him... Ok He hedged... He said that He would love me no matter what I was wearing, and that He had also changed his mind about the dress and that He now thought it was lovely! That'll do for me!
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