Wednesday 22 February 2012

Beatrix Potter and Nursery Rhyme

Were all of YOU laughing at ME? Because I have realised that I muddled up Mr. MacGregor, the old gardener who Beatrix Potter wrote about in her book 'Peter Rabbit' and ole MacDonald who had the farm..

Never mind... no harm done, I gave YOU a free laugh at MY expense... that is IF YOU realised MY error.. sometimes I do wonder about YOU lot out there, are YOU awake or dozing whilst YOU read MY Blog? None of YOU write comments in the box which I leave for such a reason!

Have been feeling blue and in dump, and it appears I am not the only one in dump, one of my MOST loyal and very beloved Dear Readers from Oxfordshire has told us that she has also been in dump.. not nice place to be. That is why WE should all laugh and enjoy ourselves.. laughter is a great medicine along with sunshine and the sight of pretty things growing wild.

SHE went to the allotments on Sunday, half expecting to find little shed vandalised like before Christmas but no.. what a nice surprise, door to little shed was still in one piece.

But Master Mouse and Mister Rat have spent the winter there, I cannot say I blame either of them, if I was a furry person of no fixed abode, I would spend the winter in cosy warm little shed.

But it means that SHE will have to go down with strong rubbish bags as they have nibbled at many things and made BIG mess but with brush and the fierce Mrs. Sterlisation Fluid SHE will soon have it as clean as little shed can be and then SHE is going to have a serious talk with Mr. Weed.

For it seems that silly Mr. Weed has decided that he might come and loiter on HER terrace, very foolish Mr. Weed as SHE has HOT Mr. Flame Gun and SHE will burn you. Talking about burning..

SHE did do some work with secaturs and cut down all the old asparagus and raspberry canes, put them into incinerator, tossed in a lit BBQ lighter and whoosh, up they went in orange flame, no smoke.. jurst hot flame, SHE will put the ash onto a bed and mix it into the soil. Good for soil.

On Monday SHE went to Hammersmith and bought several packets of Beans, Onions, Galic and Shallots to plant this coming weekend. SHE starts the Beans off at home and then pops them into the ground. WE are supposed to be having glorious weather this weekend... uh, but actually LAST Spring sprang out of nowhere.. HER asparagus was SIX weeks early!

SHE also cut down the old leaves and stems on all of HER beloved Peonies, and oh joy.. there were a huge amount of dark pink noses saying "Is it Spring, shall we start growing yet?", SHE advised them not to grow too quickly as OUR last Frost date is June, yes June 9th... very late and SHE doesn't want everyone to have their noses burnt by norty ole Jack, he is a bad boy, he comes when you think it is summer and scatters his icy ice all over baby plants and they look as if Bad Mr. Blight has been to visit. SHE left Peonies with a little shawl around their shoulders, as it were.

Lots of work to do at allotments, grass to cut and burn, idle Strimmer jurst thinks he is having an easy winter, little does he know SHE has new Sparky Plug... hahaha, and petrol with oil, so idle Strimmer is going to have to do lots of work and cut back long grass on path and around by Blackberry hedge, SHE leaves baby Nettle as SHE luvres making him into soup.. very tasty, MUCH nicer than Spinach soup.

SHE found Sorrel is awake and growing and so too is that charming old Italian with the strange name Radicchio! She is dark burgundy coloured as it has been snowy.. such a tasty leaf she has and is very good for ones' digestion, like ole Dandy-the-Lion.

And guess who was there to greet HER, in fact they were doing their version of the Welcome Dance.. none other than the very graceful Miss Snowdrop, she was looking very fetching in a white bell shaped skirt and green accessories. Also there to greet HER were a couple of Miss Daffodils, I regret to say that Miss Narcissi was still fast asleep, well, it is still only February and she does have a LOT of work to do.. she has to get all that delicious perfume all sorted out ready to explode up one's nose when YOU bend down to sniff...

Talk about 'sniffing'.. I can smell roast vegetables in oven.. with garlic, chilli and homegrown thyme.. I LURVE these.. I hope YOU have something equally delicious to eat?

Best wishes to YOU all, STATS say WE have a couple of NEW Dear Readers.. 1 in Bangladesh and 1 in The Dominican Republic! WE have Charles and Milli-Coon Cat reading in Welsh Wales and several Readers are reading in Russia... laugh lots please.. all of YOU, laugh and smile, for YOU know what WE say.. fit and toned muscles keep everything up!

GeeGee Parrot.
February 22nd, 2012.

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