I had no idea, at the crack of 7:15 am, that my day would be so exciting. This afternoon Ms Funky and I headed for the garden centre. The mission was to get a bit of fencing to thwart Baxter's romantic excursions. What did we end up with? A bag of first early spuds, Stutgard Giant onion sets, shallots for pickling, broadbeans and extra strong garlic. all apart from the spuds which need to be chitted for a flying start, have to go in like yesterday wouldn't be too soon. Hmmmmmm, don't you just love it when someone has a plan? I happen to agree wholeheartedly with the sage who said "The best way to garden is to put on a wide brimmed straw hat and some old clothes. And with a hoe in one hand and a cold drink in the other, tell somebody else where to dig."
Two elderly ladies at a flower and vegetable show, one leaned over and said, "Life is so boring. We never have any fun anymore. For £5.00 I'd take my clothes off right now and streak through that stupid flower show!"
"You're on!" said the other old lady, holding up a £5.00 note.
As fast as she could, the first little old lady fumbled her way out of her clothes and, completely naked, streaked through the front door of the flower show.
Waiting outside, her friend soon heard a huge commotion inside the hall, followed by loud applause. The naked lady burst out through the door surrounded by a cheering crowd.
"What happened?" asked her waiting friend.
"Why, I won first prize for Best Dried Arrangement."