I've been at home since Monday, the plan being that I was going to 'work' from home whilst the kitchen was being fitted. Monday was fine, I managed some sort of productivity but Tuesday arrived, the electric was switched on and off throughout the morning, appliances were delivered, sawing and banging began and I came to the conclusion that any sane person would - "fuck this for a laugh, I'm just going to take 2 days holiday'. So like a rock star I spent it in the garden.
I wish I had some 'before' photos to post from last year but they are currently on my desktop which is underneath 5 serving dishes, a set of pans, 2 bags of tinned food and access to the room is being guarded by the freezer. Suffice to say, we've come quite a long way and I'm quite proud of it in a middle-aged, middle class sort of way.
I spent a lot of yesterday digging and sieving over the main veggie patch. Last year the neighbours used this bit to plant a whole load of different stuff that either overshot due to the excessive use of Miracle Grow or just got forgotten about. So this year we've decided to be a bit more realistic about what we're actually going to use. Taters precious. All taters.
More digging and sieving for the 2nd smaller patch. It used to be some sort of rockery but I've heard you can't eat rocks so what the fuck use is that to me? Out it all came and shall be replaced by surface type vegetables like beetroot, onions and courgettes.
Finally there's the greenhouse and the little kitchen herb garden. No photo of that yet as it currently home to an extractor fan and a washing machine but shall soon be a haven of salad and herbs......
Rock 'n' roll.