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Post by Moonlight on May 23, 2014 22:46:47 GMT
Not all our US tubers managed to make a cutting.
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Post by Moonlight on May 24, 2014 10:40:48 GMT
Dad's been round, so I'm armed and dangerous again. mwahahahaha
Actually I don't like intentionally killing things live and let me with both the slugs n snails but catching them eating my poor dahlias and out came the blue mulch. All is quiet in the house right now, might grab the moment and try and complete my mission.
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Post by Moonlight on May 24, 2014 11:54:55 GMT
The deed is done.
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Post by sweetpea on May 25, 2014 12:53:57 GMT
Dastardly deed no doubt  |
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Post by Moonlight on May 28, 2014 20:58:17 GMT
I've been firing on all cylinders today (went to bed early - 12.30ish but woke up and got up at 5am.) but I need to say:
THANK YOU
I'll try to explain later...
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Post by Moonlight on May 29, 2014 19:51:25 GMT
Knock Knock!
Who's there?
Delivery...
 ? but I haven't ordered any plants???
 It might look like a pizza box but by golly
 It had 2 previous plants inside.
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Post by Moonlight on May 30, 2014 7:13:57 GMT
Went down to the greenhouse armed with my 2 Eastwood Star dahlias to pot up. Only to discover that as my compost tub had been out over night it had become waterlogged with about a mug height water level. Didn't take a photo but lets just sad it was sodden. When I filled a flower pot it just poured, not random drip out.
Went back inside to call Pirate Yellow Wellies to come and help me (Poor Fairy Pink Wellies was inside doing her homework  ).
Passed her the camera to take an action shot but that didn't work which she wasn't happy about.
The only thing that I could think of doing was putting my hands in the 'compost' and squeezing it out, as much as I could handful by handful and boy it was cold. (Not that surprising considering the fact that it had been outside overnight in the pouring rain.) Now if anyone has ever made bread pudding by soaking stale hard bread overnight and then squeezed the bread mixture, to get all the water out - before mixing it with the sultanas, raisins, cinnamon and mixed spice (yummy, yummy, yum, yum.) (Close your eyes and breathe in the smell of it cooking...)(It's the stuff that bakers made with the stale bread.
Anyway, imagine doing that with cold brown slop...
Certainly not 1 on of my top 10 favourite jobs that I have done in the garden (well, not even a top any number) and my hands were filthy. I put all the pots of soil into a seed tray, made a nice little heap so that I could pot up my dahlias.
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Post by Moonlight on May 30, 2014 7:22:28 GMT
 My poor new dahlias, all nice and comfy in a nice warm box, freezing and soggy in a green house.
 Me being a wuss spraying my filthy hands, so that I could take a photo.
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Post by Moonlight on May 30, 2014 7:35:27 GMT
 Pirate Yellow Wellies spraying the dahlias to get them clean(well a bit cleaner)
Here they are smiling for the camera.
I brought them both in(to our lounge, to sit on my seedling table) overnight, rather than shiver in the greenhouse because I thought that the warmer temperature (+ a bit of extra light) might help dry them off a bit but of course they have been living in the greenhouse since then (they just won't need watering for the next year and a half... ).
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Post by Moonlight on May 30, 2014 7:41:23 GMT
My Dad, Pirate Yellow Wellies and I have done as much Detective as we could and we all agree  . Thank You very, very, very much. I'm giving 1 to my Dad and 1 for me and I know that you will understand.
(Going to stop being slushy now but thank you. You know who your true friends are.)
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Post by Moonlight on May 30, 2014 7:44:01 GMT
I've been firing on all cylinders today (went to bed early - 12.30ish but woke up and got up at 5am.) but I need to say:
THANK YOU
I'll try to explain later...
Actually, what I meant to say is, I wasn't firing on all cylinders - felt a bit rough, you can tell by my attire.
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Post by Moonlight on May 30, 2014 7:47:19 GMT
My Dad, Pirate Yellow Wellies and I have done as much Detective as we could and we all agree . Thank You very, very, very much. I'm giving 1 to my Dad and 1 for me and I know that you will understand.
(Going to stop being slushy now but thank you. You know who your true friends are.)
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Post by Moonlight on May 30, 2014 8:02:52 GMT
I have lots of plants, yelling at me to put them into bigger pots but I've not been able to mainly because I don't have big pots.
Went to a 'real' plant Nursery (i.e. not Homebase or B&Q) but the only pots that we could find were expensive glazed and terracotta pots. Just wanted some nice big(ger) plastic pots but they didn't have any but they did do a fab breakfast. So went to local Horticultural shop and bought some there...
spent ages picking which to have (HH is very good to me) (but he and the 2 men serving did have a good time, laughing at me). Humphf. Not moaning, he paid. One of the men mentioned, that big pots will need filling and quite a lot of filling.
Penny dropped and we ended up with 3 bags of compost.
I do like it in there. They are funny, very kind and tolerant of the girls well actually, round the other way, they are very tolerant of me and kind to the girls (Who love going).
Interestingly, my memories of going with my Dad when I was little, was that I loved going out with my Dad but I didn't really like the smell. Can't explain it any better than that.
Didn't really have time to do some serious potting up because it really was a dash from 1 children event, to another, to another but that's ok - I've got the pots. That's the main thing because I can't drive, I am a tad dependent on loved ones that can and I am very greatful that I do.
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Post by Tel on May 30, 2014 15:26:18 GMT
My Dad, Pirate Yellow Wellies and I have done as much Detective as we could and we all agree . Thank You very, very, very much. I'm giving 1 to my Dad and 1 for me and I know that you will understand.
(Going to stop being slushy now but thank you. You know who your true friends are.)
They were asylum seekers, they must have hidden in my order at the packing stage. On arrival I told them they could stay here until after the Bank Holiday, then they would have to move on, I am sure you and your dad will look after them. They look harmless enough.   |
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Post by Moonlight on May 31, 2014 16:33:12 GMT
Woke up yesterday morning stressed out because our neighbour had told Mark that he wants us to give him back 30 foot of our garden. I was very stressed, didn't want to talk to HH about it incase it wasn't a dream. Didn't help when HH told the girls to go straight in rather than faff about because our neighbour was in the garden. Which made me even more stressed out. So I asked him. No conservations with the neighbours. He didn't know anything and no 30 foot garden.
I was a little bit happier after that. It wasn't a dream, a convincing nightmare. Thank goodness, I don't have to lie in bed worrying and trying to visualise how large an area 30 foot is.
Thank goodness.
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. Thank You very, very, very much. I'm giving 1 to my Dad and 1 for me and I know that you will understand.
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