Haven't done a real post for a while

But now I feel like I can do one, because I can tell you I'm a real grown-up who has wounds from gardening. Well, I say gardening, but if Alan Titchmarsh had seen me pruning our bushes and shrubs and roses with a hedge-trimmer yesterday, he'd have been horrified. There were occasions when I'm sure I resembled something from The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Heidi had said that basically everything needed cutting back, except the flowers. I'm sorry to say that a few flowers did kick the bucket in the course of my afternoon, as did a hell of a lot of 'deaves', as Caleb calls them. But the plants didn't roll over and take it lightly. Oh no, those rose ushes fought back with everything they had. Shame they only had thorns, and I had an electric hedge trimmer!! I, of course, went through the cable right at the end. I had bought it specially to do the job. Idiot.

And Heidi's final verdict on the garden? "It looks like a hurricane's hit it."


Please, nobody come round to see it.