Gardening in a Kilt (Buzz Kidder Canvas)

[Bugbear]

No problem, BoldHighlander.

It looked like there is a bad moon rising in that kilt hose thread... Still glad I didn't post. Besides, over here, I can use technical terms like "woolly lamb's legs" or "scrunchy" to describe hose. That probably doesn't go over so well out there. How about "horsey hooves" and "klydesdale" look.

Hmmmm! I know the smiley is showing up in my post if I can't read it after I post it...

Ok, things look like they're going to be alright in that hose thread, but I'm still not going to post. It stresses me out when I start seeing a thread that I have posted in go sour...

I don't know if I will find any marmite on the trip to the store I will be taking either today or tomorrow. Sense It came up, I do have to have help with shopping at the grocery store, or any store. It's just the way it works.

Oh, the drama of my life!!

[Barry]

Well the weather here in England has been warm and sunny, almost springlike. It gave me a chance to get out in the garden yesterday. And what should I wear but my all black fredonline polyester kilt. I coupled this with a check shirt ( my Laura Ashley look as Mrs B calls it), hand knit socks and a chunky hand knit jumper. A pair of wellingtons completed the ensemble as the ground is more that a bit moist. Oh, I almost forgot; some gentleman's unmentionables for the nether regions

So in went the early tatties and of course swede ( aka neeps or rutabaga) and some broad beans. The broccoli are already doing well. The mild winter has caused many a plant to bud early and all my fruit tree are in bud. There are no marmalade trees let alone a girl with kaleidoscope eyes. the climates is not condusive. My faithful Siamese enjoyed being out and nosing into all that I was doing. Prr, Prr!

After all the work I was ready for lunch and what better than a cheddar and Branston pickle sandwich, washed down by a pint of Theakston's "Old Peculiar".int: I also managed a slice of Mrs B`s rhubarb pie. And yes the rhubarb is already up this year, having survived a transplant across the garden.

Happy Days