Which means once I've unpacked, I will be gardening. However, I do intend to go to the Garden Centre as I need trellising for a couple of Clematis. I am going to buy another rose - possibly a rambler - to go outside the gate against the Ivy Wall. I worked jolly hard over the weekend - my stall was BIG and it was hard to be at both ends at once, when customers were clamouring for attention. Saturday was VERY busy indeed - an worthwhile. I wore a mask all day and am wearing a mask when up in Keith's room, just in case. The Nigerian Bau currency bracelets finally found a home with a lovely Swiss gentleman. He said he was about to go off down to the New Forest where he had a time share apartment (not a good investment because of the grounds maintenance charges). We talked about the places I knew (give my love to the Rhinefield Ornamental Drive I told him) and after he had gone, more memories of childhood "drives out" on a Sunday came to mind.
Then yesterday another customer began talking about the New Forest and to my horror I felt my eyes well up with tears and I had to turn away for a moment. They are filling up again now just thinking of those happy carefree days.
Here's a photo of part of my stand, to give you an idea (yes, "old friends" there, but some of them went to new homes this weekend).
I am doing a little gardening before Keith has a shower and then I will have to unload the car before I can go anywhere.
Shadow-cat (Emma's pussum) has had a happy pill, dug another hole in the bottom step stair carpet (beyond redemption now) and was desperate to come out. He walked confidently into the Library and then across to the far end, not noticing that Lulu was sat on a chair. She gave a low growl, he growled back but laid down! She shut up, she had the advantage of height and they both knew it :) and he then hid beneath the little settle in there. He's been upstairs since, now come back down again. Perhaps the combination of having a beating from Pippi last week and the happy pill (it's based on mother cat milk) have knocked some sense into him.
Back later with photos of Wot I have Dun in the garden . . .
