Best part of three weeks since we asked the local chippy to come and sort the side gate he fitted last autumn, Martyn ran out of patience today and moved the staples so that we can once again bolt and lock the gate. As we expected, and indeed had been warned, the gate had dropped, so that it could no longer be bolted. Ten minutes with a drill and a screwdriver: Bob: uncle, Fanny: aunt.
We have treated ourselves to some new terra cotta pots for the terrace, since we now have more tomatoes and aubergines to accommodate. Four out of the six are planted up, and we have another two waiting in the wings for the best of the tomato cuttings. Elsewhere in the veggie department, the beans we sowed from seed saved last year are flowering nicely. The local wildlife, however, has also been active, digging into one of the potato bags, dammit.
The new containers were not cheap, but to put things in context, they probably cost little more than a couple of bottles from the Cunard wine list. And since we heard today that the September/October cruise has been cancelled (no big surprise) we can spend it on pots, rather than spending pots on Cunard. We think we’ll leave the deposit, with its 25% enhancement, with Cunard rather than the bank, where it would just depreciate. We’ve enjoyed most of the time we’ve spent in the floating care homes, and there are still lots of places we want to visit before we turn our toes up.
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