They’re skin and craters like the moon

Bloody Christmas I am fed up with Christmas already, don’t get me wrong, I am not a Christian nor do I follow any organised religion. So I’m not going to bang on about the commercialisation of it all, or how it is getting away from the true meaning of Christmas, because I’m not sure that… Continue reading They’re skin and craters like the moon

Take my Hand

Well, January sort of whizzed past and here we are in February. Plot 8 We are now paying the price for the previous plot holder not handing the plot over till November. To be where we needed to be we ideally should have had the plot flattened by now. Unfortunately with the short days and… Continue reading Take my Hand

I’ll be standin on the corner full of gin, when they bring your dead body in.

Its been a couple of weeks since my last post, but that’s not to say nothing has been happening. Allotment I have finally got my last courgettes from the plot, I have now dug up both plants, they were starting to suffer from leaf mould and I don’t think they would have bore much more.… Continue reading I’ll be standin on the corner full of gin, when they bring your dead body in.

All is not as it seems

We’re now into the thick of the new year and work things are starting to settle down. The period between Christmas and new year sees a real down turn in bus service with a Saturday service operated during this period. The downside is some buses don’t move during this time and we end up with… Continue reading All is not as it seems