Spring at last

The recent warm weather - and Ben’s administration of three cubic meters of muck - have kicked the garden into action.  The climber Arthur Bell is flowering vigorously, Blue for You will be next, and Geoff Hamilton, aka Edna, in whose memory we planted it, is beginning to show colour.  More recently planted, Diamond Days Forever (Michael), Ingrid Bergman (Rowena) and Phab Gold (Tim).  Round the side, the viburnum is looking terrific, and Compassion (Margaret) is doing well.  Hope this doesn’t sound too morbid: I like to think of people we miss through beautiful things that I can look after, rather than with cut flowers that go in the compost after two day.  Must look out for something to remember Mary by: it’ll have to be strong and in yer face!

Sweet peas seem to be germinating, as is rocket.  Parsley and nasturtium are taking their time.  We shall have fewer apples this year - probably just as well, since we’re still slowly working our way through last year’s bumper crop.  We haven’t started spuds or tomatoes this year, since we shall be away when they’re in most need of attention.  I’ll do a late sowing of tomatoes, and hope for the best.

We’re looking forward to a lazy couple of weeks in the floating care home, though we’re a bit anxious about the fact that our cabin is just above the galley!  But we’re looking forward to seeing new places, and even more to seeing old friends we met years ago on another Mediterranean cruise.  Watch this space!