I am going to put the pictures of my scruffy raised beds on the mad gardening blog page. I think they look more like a fly tip at the moment, but if the seeds I put in actually grow perhaps they won't look so bad.
There is a hopefulness about growing things. An expectancy of success tinged with a sort of anxiety that I haven't got a clue what I am doing. Most of my seeds were out of date or going to be within a few months so I just chucked the lot in. I just thought if they do come up I can thin them out.
I am going to grow all the salad stuff in growbags. That was realy easy last year. Also It was easy to do the succession bit by starting a new growbag about every three to four weeks. I just grow all the salads on a cut and come basis. I put the last years growbags on top of the ground I cleared for the raised beds and planted into them. I suppose I should stop chuntering on about my gardening efforts here and put up the picture I just took of the fly tip on the mad gardening blog.
Got a lovely small pork joint in on slow roast, I will crackle up the crackling once it's cooked through. I just can't help thinking about other people who are suffering war and famine in the back of my mind, when we have such a life of solitude and peace.