10 May 2012

the good life, possibly


It has not been a spectacularly good start to the growing season so far.  I had to retrieve the pots of seeds I'd sown from the cold frame because it was, erm, too cold.  I tried putting them indoors next to the radiator under the bathroom window on an old Oxo crate.  Some of them actually came up - then mysteriously disappeared again.  All that remains are five tiny, pathetic tomato plants.  Down on the allotment things are marginally better.  The rhubarb I've been trying to grow for the last few years obviously just needed to be soaked for a month.  If only I'd known a little sooner I would not have suffered the humiliation of being the only person ever to fail to grow rhubarb. The asparagus, on the other hand is as fat as fenceposts, rather like the couch grass.

Back at home it is like a scene from the Good Life.  Bread baked, stock on the boil, a glass of cider each.  Then he goes and gets a few skeins of coir and starts work on an old sugan he found abandoned this weekend; a wet Bank Holiday is always good for scavenging.


Didn't do a bad job between us.  I even like the way the coir changes colour halfway through.


Roll on Saturday when I can be thoroughly unworthy and indulge in a double serving of The Bridge.

10 comments:

Rattling On said...

Much gardening sympathy. It's still chucking it down here, and dark. I haven't even bothered with the greenhouse yet, doesn't seem worth it at all.
The weeds and grass are lush and thriving and my rhubarb is also excellent this year!
Not had a leaking roof, but the drains were blocked at the weekend (debris being washed in a torrent into them). Clear now, and not my favourite job...

Joanna said...

My seeds are also miserable. The 'speedy' salad I sowed weeks ago is barely above ground. I do love your photos today.

Liz said...

Here it's like a scene from erm, the opposite of the Good Life. The boy was heard to mutter "When are we going to get some proper meals?" Last night I rustled up cheese on toast followed by a bag of Minstrels for dinner. Says it all, I suppose.

Anonymous said...

I watched much of the Bridge last Saturday through my fingers with Pete providing a running commentary about when it was safe to watch. That scene with the iron...... But it really is fantastic. One of the staff at the school our boys go to is Danish and a Muslim and he tells us that they have the Swedish/Danish relationship accurately. We also had trips to two different IKEAs at the weekend - a special kind of Scandinavian hell.

We have no rhubarb this year because we divided ours in the autumn. And our usually trusty raspberry bushes are looking feeble. But our late tulips were magnificently tall.

Hope you're well,


Joan

colleen said...

Aahhh. This all offers much gardening and kitchen consolation.

I am so enjoying The Bridge. I think the way that you have to focus on reading the sub-titles is good for the viewing experience. I tried turning the sound down once, and it just wasn't the same. I even like the sound of Danish.

shandy said...

I too am enjoying "The Bridge". Usually I knit while watching tv, but with subtitles this isn't possible. But could someone with that level of Aspergers be a policewoman?

SmitoniusAndSonata said...

I love the colour(s) of the coir . Beautifully done , too .
At the Keukenhof , over Easter , two sorts of grass had been planted so that most of it was bright green but the edges were a bit darker .... the idea being that we would keep to the paths .

Someone at the market yesterday bought one stalk of rhubarb .... planning to treat the whole neighbourhood to crumble , perhaps .

Jane Housham said...

That special rhubarb (?) knife looks very rustic.

I too am hooked on the Bridge and love the hum of the Danish and Swedish even if I can't understand it. I agree that it seems unlikely Saga would be allowed into the police, but, hey, it's great fiction.

colleen said...

The knife if actually a boot knife for leather cutting. There are special knives for cutting asparagus, rather like tack lifters, but I don't suppose we will ever own one unless they turn up in a junk shop.. Rhubarb is "pulled" - gently - not cut. Who'd have thought I knoew that much...

I wonder whether Saga-clones might not be good for policing - no emptions, all evidence based.

Annie @ knitsofacto said...

Missed this. I'm craving asparagus and rhubarb now!

Loving the look of the coir, clever peeps :D