Well I am going to try and be a bit more diligent with this. Especially now I have realised that people are reading it! Stan Thank You. We now have a 'comments' section so please click on it after you have read a section and type a few words. Doesn't matter who you are or what you write, and don't be put off by the thought that the rest of the world can read it!!!I know lots of you in the UK may be new to the concept of blog. I read Carol's for ages before I had the courage to click THAT button! Stan has also posted Eric's 'answers' and the photo's. Stan is our 'big brother' in the world of blog, he who has the power to do what he wants with this site. No seriously he posts all the photo's and does the technical stuff. Carol and I, and I guess others, just type. Oh and for those of you who don't know who Stan is (is there anyone!), he and Eric were at school together and he lives in Woking (and part-time in Cedar Lodge, Met's A/L allowing). Our computer guru.
Carol and Bloo (Stuart) arrived yesterday. It was a GORGEOUS day and I had just dragged Eric away from farm jobs to help me edge the veg plot. I have the equivalent of 4, 20'x20', plots and want to raise them. After saying our Hello's and afternoon tea, I went back down and started tilling the area I had de-weeded earlier. I ran out of petrol and laid the tiller down on the ground, went to the barn and got the petrol can Eric had told me had the right mix in. I then came back and, after checking I was pouring down the right orifice (you may recall I once filled the lawn mower putting the petrol in the oil orifice!!!), I filled it. As I was doing this I vaguely thought I don't remember that choke, and being surprised at how little petrol it took. As I was replacing the lid on the petrol can I saw the tiller NEXT to what I was filling. I had filled the weedeater (strimmer) that Eric had bought down to the veg plot. Now 'so what' I hear you say. You obviously are not aware of the complexities of petrol mixes for the multitude of petrol driven implements we have here at Cedar Lodge! Now logic would dictate that with all the petrol cans we have Eric would label each one with the mix, and what items they could be used for. But no, this is Eric we are talking about. Hard working, a wonderful husband, great father and all that - Yes, but organised - No. So I felt pretty aweful and at that moment Eric drove into the paddock. I was quaking in my boots, well not quite, when I explained what I'd done, thinking of all the work I'd made for Eric, he'd have to strip the weedeater down, clean lots of things and put it back together blah, blah, blah, when he said 'It's OK, they use the same mix'!!!
I bought leek plants and plan to put them in the ground we cleared yesterday. I don't do very well with leeks here and this year I'm going to experiment and put half in plain soil and half in highly composted soil. When I was last in Juliets veg plot I was very impressed with her leeks, which blew out my theory that it was the warmer climate that accounted for my poor results here.
Yesterday evening over the traditional Sat evening pizzas Carol relayed a story to Bloo about Inca's behaviour when we are out in the evening. Now to put this in context you have to realise that we are seriously rural here, no neighbours in shouting distance, we hardly ever close curtains and don't lock doors etc in the evenings. Also that recently Kevin had a Maori man prowling around their house in the wee small hours - very scary. So Carol is here, at night with the dogs for company and every so often Inca leaps up from the depths of sleep, hackles up and barks like crazy staring out the french windows onto the deck and the paddocks beyond. Apparently when she is here alone he does this quite often. Or as Carol said 'barks at the Maori's putting their willies up me'!!!!!!!
Bloo has just gone for a run, Eric is feeding out and I am still in bed. I had best get up and cook a breakfast and then we are clay pidgeon shooting. I also plan to garden and give Harriette a driving lesson. It looks like another beautiful day.
Love Michelle
xoxoxox
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