They all laughed…

Well, they were actually too polite to laugh at my idea of planting a rosemary hedge to replace the box ditto, which was ravaged by the moth.  Anyway, I took dozens of cuttings three years ago from a vigorous plant in the back garden, and brought them on in pots, planting them out in the raised bed that autumn.  They did OK, so we stuck them in the dreadful soil round the edge of the front garden: voici!  There are a couple of gaps, but I have a few more rooted cuttings to fill those that won’t be filled by the cornus when it gets going again.  The parent plant is now very leggy, and is overgrowing some roses, so I shall chop off a bough when it has finished flowering and start a new generation of plants.  Given one’s medical history, it helps to keep a long view when it comes to propagation.

We had a welcome visit from big brother John on Tuesday, and indulged in fish and chips from our usual supplier.  We order using a QR code on their card, which is held in place by a fridge magnet.  It’s somewhat telling that I was greeted by frier Jamie with ‘Got people in, David?  That’s a lot more than your usual order!’  

We’ve done a couple of u3a sessions this week: the monthly computer group meeting, where we always pick up some good tips, and ideas to fix our problems.  There were only four of us at our Scrabble group yesterday, but I managed to snag two out of three games.  Next u3a date is the usual German conversation group, and towards the end of the month I shall try out a French ditto.  From what I read, it seems rather more structured, if not bureaucratic, than our German group, which is more like friends meeting for coffee - and by the way - speaking German.  Open mind, please, Smith!