Wednesday, August 6

The only edible things

that grow in my garden are the things that just arrive - like blackberries which all got ripe yesterday just as the rain was at it's most torrential. Woken by the noise I had to run out in my swimsuit and wellingtons to pick them and stop them getting ruined.


  1. Cagoule, Lulu, cagoule!!!!

  2. I have just bought a delicious fluo orange floaty cagoul for my bikeriding - I'm damned if I'll let it get brambled - neither shall I be seen by the neighbours in a bin liner with hole cut out


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