Our usual pub was jammed so we ended up at the second choice afterward the bookshop where I got charged over six pounds for a single drink to which I can only say -- well. That's the last time I drink in Jericho.
I think that anything else interesting was short enough to fit in a twitter. Oh! except for the Gardeners World Drinking Game. Only works on Carol Klein episodes -- every time she propagates, you drink. You can still pick up this week's episode on the iplayer, but I would recommend not drinking anything strong as you will end up slaughtered. I'm working on a version for Monty Don (perhaps every time he says, "and of course, it's completely organic"?) but I suppose there's entertainment enough there what with the mysterious redhead and her small dog.
I'm quite pleased with my garden at the moment; the species tulips came up, and unlike almost everything else, they've not been INSTANTLY CONSUMED by the unstoppable slug army. The twisted hazel has three pitiful little catkins. The bulbs I planted in the crack gardens came up early and got frosted but I'm thinking; Alpines. They can probably cope.
