h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I my garden(s) but it's all getting too much
I spent an hour on Saturday trimming a buddleia which had grown so fast it was bashing against my front window (and even into the house!) that almost filled the garden recycle bin but looks a lot better now. I did feel some twinges in my back but felt OK after some Ibuprofen, couldn't have a long soak though as is my (used to be) way of dealing with post-gardening stints.

New photos in my gardening folder at Picasa btw, http://picasaweb.google.com/galaxybabe/GardenPhotos2009# (just a few, 44+45 and 34 to compare with 33), an visitor (44) to my latest addition buddleia (blue) and also how that b/day from my little brother (hah, he's over 6') has blossomed since he gave me it for my birthday and the lovely trailing million bells; that's just one but it's the prettiest and best performer IMHO.

Stupid woman went and did an hour in the garden *tidying* is all - on Sunday as well. I dug up some dandelions and nettles and couch grass. That's all. Last night I thought my back had seized up, the pain didn't go even with Ibuprofen and now I've decided I can't cope with gardening *and* housework any longer. Dropping housework is not an option but I'm going to have to employ a gardener. I've rung round and only one is available, but I want a reputable firm not someone who's going to destroy my precious escape. Will cost but hopefully will be worth it; can't see me doing much else this year especially as the PC needs replacing

good job for Lady Grey

off shopping with Andrew, later guys

Budlier does grow extrordinary quick though; My Father has a very* old one at the bottom o the garden; He cuts it right* back at the end of the summer each year; basically taking it down to waht looks like a collection of twigs coming out of the ground; and each summer if we get the sun and enough water for it, it grows out a good twenty or so feet into the garden... Wonderful mass of butterflys on it in the summer, and the neighbours bees seem to like it too (so we probably get some of it back when we get honey off of them)

It's a shame you don't live on the right side of the Humber, my father in law is a good gardener, and would love the chance at something like that - he's currently unemployed since his cancer treatment. He's currently teaching Cheeky about gardening, and I hate to say it, but I'm starting to enjoy it myself...

>>He's currently teaching Cheeky about gardening

"Cheeky about gardening" sounds like a great name for a new TV series.

Great idea!

I have an image of it being presented jointly by Alan Titchmarsh and Joe Pasquale. The pair of them visit someone's garden that's in need of help, and plant lots of flowers so they grow in the shape of rude things ...

I know a song that'll get on yer nerves

that is sad, AGB

i should mow my lawn but that is totally out of the question. i can barely schlepp the and and and and home from the market

this gout is killing me it is