I've got a brand new combine harvester...
Oooh arr, oooh arr,
That's for anyone who remembers The Wurzels (apologies to my younger readers..Google it)
Were we up with the lark and the early worm on the first morning of our new life?
Were we f**k, slept for 12 hours straight..zzzzzzz
Anyway, once we had roused ourselves, breakfasted on left over packed lunch and had a cup of PG Tips for me and a chemical shit storm in a can (Monster) for Simon, we decided that we would tackle the very overgrown and neglected veg patch.
'Out on the wiley, windy moors, we'd roll and fall in green....'I was up for a sing song but Simon just wanted to get stuck in. We had a rummage in the barn, for a garden fork and came out empty handed.
Mmm, what to do, this was going to be a back breaking job with just a spade, a wheelbarrow and some determination.
Not to despair! We were saved hours of unnecessary toil by our friendly neighbour Thierry.
"I will bring my Kubota" he says
I look at Simon quizzically
"What's he on about? That doesn't sound very French to me"
"No, it's his tractor, it's Japanese" Simon says. (There's some comedic mileage in that, but I won't bother)
Simon didn't need asking twice, before you could say Farmer Giles 😉 he was in the driving seat and rotavating to his heart's content.
Apparently, despite it looking pretty easy, to me anyway, there's a definite technique to tilling the land. Here is a photo displaying the correct way to do it, purely for technical expertise and not for gratuitous shots of my husband looking very manly and sexy...
And then, as they say in France...Voila!
We have a rotavated and weed free, ready to sow some fledgling plants, potager (French for kitchen garden, see, it's rubbing off on me already!)
"Ahh" I say
"What" says Simon
"We've only got seeds in packets, we need a cold frame"
Simon to the rescue! He really is ingenious.
"There's an old wardrobe upstairs, let's take it apart and I can make you one"
Hey presto, just like that.........
Meanwhile, in composting corner.....
So now we have the start of our veggie patch, keep your fingers crossed they sprout....
I've been doing some bedtime reading, for Simon's next project, because quite honestly he hasn't really got enough to keep him busy.....
'Wuthering Heights' written by Kate Bush 1978
That's for anyone who remembers The Wurzels (apologies to my younger readers..Google it)
Were we up with the lark and the early worm on the first morning of our new life?
Were we f**k, slept for 12 hours straight..zzzzzzz
Anyway, once we had roused ourselves, breakfasted on left over packed lunch and had a cup of PG Tips for me and a chemical shit storm in a can (Monster) for Simon, we decided that we would tackle the very overgrown and neglected veg patch.
'Out on the wiley, windy moors, we'd roll and fall in green....'I was up for a sing song but Simon just wanted to get stuck in. We had a rummage in the barn, for a garden fork and came out empty handed.
Mmm, what to do, this was going to be a back breaking job with just a spade, a wheelbarrow and some determination.
Not to despair! We were saved hours of unnecessary toil by our friendly neighbour Thierry.
"I will bring my Kubota" he says
I look at Simon quizzically
"What's he on about? That doesn't sound very French to me"
"No, it's his tractor, it's Japanese" Simon says. (There's some comedic mileage in that, but I won't bother)
Simon didn't need asking twice, before you could say Farmer Giles 😉 he was in the driving seat and rotavating to his heart's content.
Apparently, despite it looking pretty easy, to me anyway, there's a definite technique to tilling the land. Here is a photo displaying the correct way to do it, purely for technical expertise and not for gratuitous shots of my husband looking very manly and sexy...
And then, as they say in France...Voila!
We have a rotavated and weed free, ready to sow some fledgling plants, potager (French for kitchen garden, see, it's rubbing off on me already!)
"Ahh" I say
"What" says Simon
"We've only got seeds in packets, we need a cold frame"
Simon to the rescue! He really is ingenious.
"There's an old wardrobe upstairs, let's take it apart and I can make you one"
Hey presto, just like that.........
Meanwhile, in composting corner.....
So now we have the start of our veggie patch, keep your fingers crossed they sprout....
I've been doing some bedtime reading, for Simon's next project, because quite honestly he hasn't really got enough to keep him busy.....
It's a poultry affair really
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