September 29th, 2008

canoeing

What I did on my holidays

Is partially documented in pictorial form here.

Though I'm not sure they really get across the full panoply of tentacled horrors, magnificent ruins, battles, skirmishes, alarming accents, period dress,  cunning plans and timetravel encountered. 

I vaguely remember that some one or other complained I take lots of pics but they are then never seen again, so I've also uploaded a handful from last year, and from Pellinor's Westeros campaign too.

I've just realised I didn't take any pics of Baccus drunkenly playing the baritone saxophone, which must be one of the enduring memories of the week. Nor did I take any pics of the carnage inflicted by the cats, who appeared to be intent on supplying the party with enough rodents to keep them going for days. :-(   Or the wren which mysteriously flew into the living room on Friday morning for no apparent reason.  Or of the various people who ignored my warnings about Feeding the Bungles With Your Fingers, and got perforated.
canoeing

With 1000 bluebells!

 I have a notification that my bulb order, of 1000 more bluebells, 100 wild daffodils and 100 Star of Bethlehem, is on its way.   Arg.  I shall not be have time to do any planting for a good week or so!   Still, they are dormant at this time so should not mind waiting, I hope.    

I have planted bluebells in the green in the past, and I don't think the whole 'green' thing is ideal for them, they always seem to arrive looking a bit bashed about with the leaves trailing, and take a year or so to recover. 

The situation seems to be that snowdrops really do need to be planted in the green, and thhat this whole 'in the green' thing has then been converted into a sort of gardening festival, like mother's day or Valentines, as an excuse for the industry to flog all sorts of bulbs at a time of year when people are thinking about spring bulbs, so more likely to put hand in pocket. 

I already have 30 hardheads stuffed into pots waiting for me to deal with the upper garden sufficiently to make a space for them and everything is looking horribly shaggy.  I really need to spend some concentrated time getting things back in hand! 

Oh, while I'm posting about the garden, I should note that although I did get some grapes this year, not that many have ripened on each bunch, and some have ended up that sort of weird shrunken effect that they had last year.   I think next year I should probably prune harder and remove more bunches to try to concentrate the goodness on a few really good bunches. 

As usual at this time of year, I am looking at the remaining figs and wondering whether to pull them off and get rid of them to prepare the tree for earlier fruiting next year.  I didn't do this last year, and did get some very early figs that had overwintered, but I think possibly not as many as the year when I did pull off all the fruit in October.  But that might be weather as much as anything: I'm sure figs don't care for summers of perpetual rain any more than I do.