Tuesday, 7 June 2011
Who moved the goalposts?
There was I, happily confident that by teatime today I would be completely on top of all the little jobs to be done before the agent came with his camera tomorrow. WRONG! I had just cleaned the inside of the windows across the front of the house over the bay (insides) and all TWENTY panes in the Dining Room windows and G came home from her pub job. She's early, I thought. Then I found out why - she had brought the ironing back with her. About 100 linen teatowels which I do when they're short staffed. I needed some cash, so everything was put on hold for 3 hours whilst I ironed and ironed - and they were devils to do as they were linen and VERY dry - the edges had folded like concertinas on some. Sigh.
Anyway, finally I got to get out and tidy up in the garden, which is what I had been intending to do before G's return. I was just going to weed along the pathway, but I realized I not noticed how untidy it was right by the gate, so I had to do that before weeding all the grass and Creeping Buttercup out from below the soft fruit bushes. I picked the few Redcurrants which were ready on one bush and will freeze them until the other 5 bushes are ready.
As you can see, farm rubbish sometimes comes in handy . . .
Of course, I had some cats to help me, including a happy Gypsy who wanted to play with my gloves. That daft Alfie was dangling in one of the young pear trees too!
I had intended to pick Elderflowers today. Sigh. This is the view down the farm track and as you can see, the weather was starting to brew . . .
Plenty of gooseberries this year. This is just one little bush in this soft fruit garden. The original soft fruit area has 5 BIG bushes, all pulled down by the weight of fruit. Sparkling Gooseberry wine this year I think.
My Paul's Himalayan Musk is coming out in bloom. Not quite at the million blossoms stage yet though.
And during today's tidy up, we found this Gillian McDonald print which I had for a birthday present a few years back, and which is still awaiting a frame. We will save it for the Next House, which gives me something to look forward to. I have a purple islands print of hers too, which is also waiting for a frame and a new home . . .