FREEZING! Brass monkey weather! Frosty tigers! Veryvery chilly indeed! Do you get my drift? What my drift means.. it was a day that sensible folk, if they didn't have to go out, would have gone for a short walk or stayed home and read the papers or watched television.
But stuff that had to be done, so having dressed herself in multiple layers of thermal clothes, and her old pigskin trousers, off she trotted to the allotments and smiled as she walked down the steps on the plots, for the sun was shining, those daft wild parrots were zooming about and.. it was warm. But no one else was there.
There was no need to open shack up for she had only gone to check the state of her sheds for sadly there have been reports of break-ins, to pick herbs and vegetable leaves and to gather the rest of the beans that had been left to dry on their plants.
The father of Tereza, our upstairs neighbour, gave us a bag of these beans which germinated so quickly she calls them 'Speedy Beans'. She planted eight rows of these beans which are what we call 'Runner Beans', stopped picking them in late August and had left them to grow and dry on the plants.
Lots of them were dry by early October and they're already podded in a huge glass jar. Yesterday, she stripped the rest of the plants and brought the dried pods home. Yum, beans for hearty Winter fare.
She collected a big bag of endive, chard, Japanese spicy mustard and spinach for her friend who told her about the computer deals at Peter Jones and picked a small handful of white carnations for his sister, you may call them Pinks. They smelt glorious, as if the frost had deepened their perfume, perhaps it had and then she heard her name being called.
Joska had arrived, he is a charming friend of hers who has gardened his plots for almost as long as she has. He was there to do serious pruning to his apple tree, they chatted and then she left, bearing with her a huge bag of perpetual cabbage leaves which he had picked and given to her.
That's why she loves this place, apart from the land and what she has done and grown, it is the people who work these plots. Her Master Baking chum Corinne was not in sight but there were signs that Stuart, who shares the plots with her, had done lots of hard work digging two more huge beds.
HOHO.. time to go! The sky was darkening and she was glad that she had taken a high visibility jacket with her, for she has to cross the A316 and wearing dark clothing, she would be invisible to cars.. not clever if you want to cross a very busy road and make it safely to the other side! The bus came along, she hopped and was grateful to be out of the sharp blustery wind and the temperature had certainly dropped!
She dropped the leaves and the carnations in to her friends', then jiggedy-jig, home she came. She had bought two chickens from our butcher yesterday, so supper was going to be delicious, she heated the oven, put the birds into an oven-proof dish with home grown garlic, herbs, carrots, two shallots and a carrot and set the timer for two hours.
Ooh, such a good smell came sneaking out underneath YumYum HQ's door! She changed into pj's and got a tray ready, with a big plate for her and a small bowl for me. Huh.. as if she thought that would stop me raiding her plate!
How great, hot yumyum is on a winters' evening. She flashed boiled the cabbage leaves, then tossed them in a little olive oil with freshly ground salt and pepper. Pudding was a persimmon and several easy peel satsumas and we drank Lapysang.. it was all delicious and then we settled down to watch Blue Planet 2 on BBC1 and watched in absolute amazement as an octopus, who had been grabbed by a shark, stuck one of his tentacles in to the sharks' gill, thereby cutting off its' air supply and it was able to escape! The whole programme was wonderful so we are grateful to BUB who told us that it was on.
"Thanks BUB". To those of you who are new Dear Readers.. BUB is her cousin but I call him Big Uncle Bruce.. hence BUB.
Her escapades of this morning will be in my next post.. meanwhile, it is wet underfoot with a dreary sky, we need hot drinks and something to eat.
GeeGee Parrot.
November 27th, 2017.
PostScript. The engagement of HRH Prince Harry of Wales and Miss Meghan Markle has been announced. And the reason they didn't announce it earlier was, of course, so it wouldn't take any shine away from the 70th wedding anniversary of his Grandparents.. aka HM The Queen & HRH the Duke of Edinburgh.
But stuff that had to be done, so having dressed herself in multiple layers of thermal clothes, and her old pigskin trousers, off she trotted to the allotments and smiled as she walked down the steps on the plots, for the sun was shining, those daft wild parrots were zooming about and.. it was warm. But no one else was there.
There was no need to open shack up for she had only gone to check the state of her sheds for sadly there have been reports of break-ins, to pick herbs and vegetable leaves and to gather the rest of the beans that had been left to dry on their plants.
The father of Tereza, our upstairs neighbour, gave us a bag of these beans which germinated so quickly she calls them 'Speedy Beans'. She planted eight rows of these beans which are what we call 'Runner Beans', stopped picking them in late August and had left them to grow and dry on the plants.
Lots of them were dry by early October and they're already podded in a huge glass jar. Yesterday, she stripped the rest of the plants and brought the dried pods home. Yum, beans for hearty Winter fare.
She collected a big bag of endive, chard, Japanese spicy mustard and spinach for her friend who told her about the computer deals at Peter Jones and picked a small handful of white carnations for his sister, you may call them Pinks. They smelt glorious, as if the frost had deepened their perfume, perhaps it had and then she heard her name being called.
Joska had arrived, he is a charming friend of hers who has gardened his plots for almost as long as she has. He was there to do serious pruning to his apple tree, they chatted and then she left, bearing with her a huge bag of perpetual cabbage leaves which he had picked and given to her.
That's why she loves this place, apart from the land and what she has done and grown, it is the people who work these plots. Her Master Baking chum Corinne was not in sight but there were signs that Stuart, who shares the plots with her, had done lots of hard work digging two more huge beds.
HOHO.. time to go! The sky was darkening and she was glad that she had taken a high visibility jacket with her, for she has to cross the A316 and wearing dark clothing, she would be invisible to cars.. not clever if you want to cross a very busy road and make it safely to the other side! The bus came along, she hopped and was grateful to be out of the sharp blustery wind and the temperature had certainly dropped!
She dropped the leaves and the carnations in to her friends', then jiggedy-jig, home she came. She had bought two chickens from our butcher yesterday, so supper was going to be delicious, she heated the oven, put the birds into an oven-proof dish with home grown garlic, herbs, carrots, two shallots and a carrot and set the timer for two hours.
Ooh, such a good smell came sneaking out underneath YumYum HQ's door! She changed into pj's and got a tray ready, with a big plate for her and a small bowl for me. Huh.. as if she thought that would stop me raiding her plate!
How great, hot yumyum is on a winters' evening. She flashed boiled the cabbage leaves, then tossed them in a little olive oil with freshly ground salt and pepper. Pudding was a persimmon and several easy peel satsumas and we drank Lapysang.. it was all delicious and then we settled down to watch Blue Planet 2 on BBC1 and watched in absolute amazement as an octopus, who had been grabbed by a shark, stuck one of his tentacles in to the sharks' gill, thereby cutting off its' air supply and it was able to escape! The whole programme was wonderful so we are grateful to BUB who told us that it was on.
"Thanks BUB". To those of you who are new Dear Readers.. BUB is her cousin but I call him Big Uncle Bruce.. hence BUB.
Her escapades of this morning will be in my next post.. meanwhile, it is wet underfoot with a dreary sky, we need hot drinks and something to eat.
GeeGee Parrot.
November 27th, 2017.
PostScript. The engagement of HRH Prince Harry of Wales and Miss Meghan Markle has been announced. And the reason they didn't announce it earlier was, of course, so it wouldn't take any shine away from the 70th wedding anniversary of his Grandparents.. aka HM The Queen & HRH the Duke of Edinburgh.
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