22 May 2008


Do you ever have those days when, whatever you try to do, something goes wrong? That was my day. I planned a visit to the allotment to put in the tomatoes and pumpkins. But no shed key meant I had no access to the tools I needed.

Not to worry, I thought, I'll go out on the bike and do my errands. My two punctures had been fixed earlier, so I thought this was going to be a runner. Yes, and no. The bike was fine but the (second) super D-lock, a necessity in London, had disappeared. I thought it might be in the kitchen airing cupboard (isn't that where everyone keeps their bike ephemera?). I looked high, I looked low. I ended up with the whole cupboard turfed out onto the floor. NO LOCK. Only now I had to re-stack the cupboard. It took about an hour. I remain perplexed as to why I thought I needed 3 hot water bottles (not including the one upstairs), 2 dozen tablecloths, 48 napkins, no less than 8 cloth shopping bags, a piece of hessian (to make another), plus assorted "useful" lengths of fabric, including two lengths of deckchair canvas. And that was what was left after I had sorted a huge bags of white linens for the cat rescue people, a bag of rags for recycling, another for cleaning and some spare hats and bags for the plot.

I gave up on the bike lock, the bike trip and the planting expedition. By now I'd run out of time. I resorted to the car to go shopping and stopped off at the roadside nature reserve where the cowslips grow. It's now covered in ox-eye daisies.

Which is probably why I was tempted by this, a present for a special person. Aaaaaah.

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