Who’s that girl?

Some days I wonder just who I am. Even when it is supposed to be about me I end up feeling it’s about him.

“I’m making a private appointment for you. The GP isn’t helping you.”

“I don’t want to go.”

“Well if you don’t go, I’m refusing any further treatment until you do.”

See, it’s all about him.

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Well I never.

When we left home for the festival we hadn’t bothered to arrange anywhere to camp on the way back, maybe Mike thought it would be easier going downhill. After the journey up, and the length of time it took, we decided on Bank Holiday Monday that we ought to find somewhere to camp half way again. Luckily we had picked up a leaflet to the farm we stayed at the previous week. Tentatively we rang the number, hoping everyone was leaving now that the weekend was nearly over. Phew, they had spaces and so we set off once more for Ormskirk.

It turned out to be an excellent decision. We arrived back at the farm just

Solfest sunshine and showers.

Our first festival morning was bright and sunny. So we set off in shorts and wellies, you just HAVE to wear wellies at a festival. We wandered around the traders tents and were slightly shocked at some of the prices, especially on a stall selling knitted goods. If you want to make money it seems gullible festival goers might just be the way to do it.

Lost in translation

Today I’d like to tell you all about our journey to Solfest. We decided as it was such a long way towing “Connie” our trusted trailer tent and with Mike still not being 100%, that we would stop off half way and camp for the night. So we found a really quiet campsite just outside Ormskirk where we could pitch up for the night.

We decided it was also the ideal opportunity to meet up with friends who lived “just down the road”. I did have to bribe

Oops I did it again.

Dad isn’t very pleased with me. How was I supposed to know it wasn’t allowed anymore? I mean Mom just stood there and watched me doing it, she never said a word. It seems I’m in the dog house again. :(

August 21st Garden

Well August has arrived. The peas are over now, so no more photos this year.

The courgettes continue to grow.

The tomatoes are doing a bit better, but still green.

The onions are small, but perfect for pickling.

The first of the beetroot has been picked and pickled.

The chillies, the red ones are picked regularly.

A second crop of raspberries.

Baby sweet corn.

Would you Adam and Eve it.

We’re into August already! The work on the garden has continued, leaving poor Toni bare earth to lie on.
That was until Tuesday when we took delivery of this little lot:
As you can see Toni thought I was possibly a new piece of climbing apparatus, that or a means of escape.

We spent a day and a half in blistering temperatures careful laying it all. The results aren’t too bad either.

What’s that growing in the middle of your lawn I hear you cry.

That is our new fig tree, complete with 4 figs!
Oh and just to make Paula


At long last the pond is finished. Yes the slabs are meant to look like that, we will be adding some ground cover plants to fill the gaps in due course. We also took a shine to a garden arch that we spotted in the local DIY store.
As you can see from the photo we worked late into the night installing it. The plan is to have roses climbing over it. The photo was taken from the new concrete pad where a shed will be going, again in due course.
Of course a pond wouldn’t be complete without residents, so we’d like to introduce you to some of them.

You can see the three golden koi, the golden tench and