horsing about

Oh dear, I have been quite rubbish. Here is a nice picture of a horse. On the borders of Thamesmead. I mean, where else would you go to see a horse, by the side of a main road, eating grass? Thamesmead is the obvious choice.

I stumbled upon my horsey friend whilst on a protracted ramble (which means I was lost) back from the post office collection office the other day. Halfway through the ramble, during a time when I was headed in completely the wrong direction I also found a small park surrounded by what I'm pretty sure were prefab houses, and a Nissan hut. I drew the obvious conclusion that I had been pulled through a rip in the space-time continuum. Perhaps the horse is a further sign of this?

I also found some sloe bushes which means sloe gin, but not until October. In the meantime we are here approaching a state of runner bean glut, there are tomatoes on the tomato plants and flowers on the (planted very late) potatoes. There is also a pumpkin on the pumpkin plant which is thrilling on a daily basis. I keep eyeing up more flower bed as growing vegetables turns out to be even more exciting than growing flowers, and I am already making plans for what's going where next year.

I am middle aged, aren't I.

in progress

I made a one of these. I'm trying to resist the temptation to make 457 more and join them together to make a big flowery blanket, at least until I have finished the Endless Granny Square Blanket, which I keep deciding needs 'just another six inches', and is going on forever.


Everything in the garden seems to be quite big. Most exciting plant of the week award goes to the pumpkin which came from a seed from one we bought at Sainsburys. It remains to be seen whether it will produce any pumpkins.

We have produce! This is the first amount of leaves to be enough to make a salad on its own, and there's half a pound of black currants there. Which we later stewed and ate with ice cream. Yum.

ukulele us

Me and 850 of my close, personal friends broke the world record for playing in a ukulele ensemble on Saturday. It was the fun!

It's hard to break a five month silence.

fantasy weddings: Doctor Who

Current plans include:

The family dress as Dr Who villains. I favour my side as Daleks and his as Cybermen, though that implies my Dad would be Davros, which is a bit scary. All friends will dress as a doctor or companion of their choice (at current count this is 12 Tom Bakers, 3 Marthas and a David Tennant. I cannot persuade anyone to be a Donna In Wedding Dress, bloody spoilsports.) I am undecided between Ace and that Leela, but animal skins are always a popular bridal choice.

We now regret the decision to get rid of the Tardisrobe P got for Christmas several years ago, as it would have been very very useful.

twelve: braindead

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eleven: for ani

Disclaimer: I am not depressed. Not today, anyhow.