Hi all . . . This is gonna be a real lazy post. I worked a solid fourteen hours today . . . for the third day in a row. I won't bore you with a list, although I would love to really . . . but I'm not here to write, I know, I did want to write tonight but its 11pm now and I've got a banging headache, very rare for me. Could be the sudden very hot sun for three days, though I've mostly worked indoors . . . Or these temporary reading glasses I bought whilst mine are being mended,. Anyway, all that to say I'm not gonna write . . . I'm gonna put some photos up from yesterday. The colour quality is not too good, I'll check with Geekster, I'm sure he will know what to do. I'll try and resist writing a commentary but I doubt I'll try hard enough.
So from me, for now, here's some flowers that are finally blooming on my patio . . . mostly grown from seed by my step-dad, for which I'm very grateful, no really . . . but he does tend to grow way too many Petunias and Marigolds . . . I'm not sure where all the Marigolds have gone, I think the slugs are partial to Marigolds. I'm not. I wonder if allowing some slugs to feast on the Marigolds compensates, karma wise, for throwing handfuls of slug pellets around the other plants?
A few shots of Gledwood's three pups with three of Faith's pups (all off to the pet shop next week) I said that two weeks ago, so it's not yet a done deal. I shouldn't keep them really as I have another twenty . . . but they'll be separated to be sold, and they're so happy together . . . I would only need one more cage for the males; the females could stay with their two mothers . . . We'll see ;-)
Hamper G is learning to ride her bike a l'American (I presume, as most of the lessons on You Tube are from America) . . . It's the latest, obviously, much more efficient way for kids to learn. Rather than breaking your back, and lungs in my case, running alongside them holding the seat . . . Only to watch them wobble and fall when you let go, or worse (?) cycle off and not be able to stop! . . . The idea is to remove the pedals and let them scoot along, gradually gaining balance and confidence, until they start to lift their feet and cruise . . . Once they can cruise, happily, for six or seven seconds, on go the pedals and . . . off they go! . . . Hamper is now ready for the pedals but would like a bit longer. No rush.
Next day . . . My head hurt so much that I had to stop. It's now 7am, I've still got a