Outdoor stuff again, after a brief dull spell. The grass is cut, the mint tubs are weeded and top dressed, the runner beans are sown, and the seedlings are all coming along well in the sitooterie. There’s an atavistic comfort in seeing new crops beginning: the spuds have started to poke some leaves through the surface of the compost, and the tomatoes will be ready to pot up in a day or two. I have pricked out no fewer than eighteen dozen antirrhinum seedlings, and it only seemed like a pinch of seed.
It has been interesting to follow the news, hasn’t it? Johnson has not ‘taken one for the team’: that accolade falls, alas, to the care assistants, nurses and doctors who have died because of the government’s failure to limit the spread of infection early enough, and to protect the few it has so meanly and grudgingly funded. Bundeskanzlerin Merkel is showing herself to be perhaps the only credible political figure at the moment. (Shame she’s retiring, but welcome to the club, Mutti!)
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