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168. July roundup

168. July roundup

The first half of July was dominated by the World Cup and a visit from family. If you’re wondering how Guardianista snowflakes like us who live nowhere near a proper English pub watch the footie, it goes like this:   Watching the match on the sofa while eating...

167. Out in the garden

167. Out in the garden

Veg garden recovery The courgettes, rhubarb and beetroot are springing back to form after the heavy storms. It always amazes me that really delicate things like dill and asparagus ferns are totally unharmed by bad weather, while the big ole brutes look...

165. Early harvests

165. Early harvests

The garden is ramping up and feeding us regularly, despite last week’s epic storms. In fact, we’ve eaten (small) beetroot, (even smaller) courgettes and (lots of) tomatoes from the garden every day this week.   Our early Latah tomatoes, and spoils from the...

163. June!

163. June!

I don’t know if you’ve noticed this, but it’s June. Already. June of 2018. Yesterday it was 1998 and I was sitting my a-levels, driving a knackered orange Fiesta with a broken speedometer, and planning an award-winning career as a foreign correspondent (or stage...

162. Budapest

162. Budapest

  Armed with a bumbag full of plasters and my one foreign language (which unfortunately isn't Hungarian), we trundled off to Budapest last weekend. We’ve always wanted to go and our upcoming anniversary (12 years – I’m not sure which one of us deserves a medal...

160. Back in the Bulg

160. Back in the Bulg

Here I am! Back from the UK* to a gloriously warm Bulgarian spring. Man, the garden shot up while I was away. I was only gone 10 days and I swear the perennials have grown by a foot. This is the best time of year for a gardener, I think. You’ve got all the promise...

159. Gardening Bore 2018

159. Gardening Bore 2018

Not much to report on lately, so here are a few pictures from our early 2018 Gardening Bore efforts. Reliable rhubarb.   By the way, isn’t rhubarb just the best word? Try bellowing it when someone says something you disagree with. ‘RHUBARB!’ It will put them...

158. Rando

158. Rando

And so we arrive at the ragged, arse-end of winter. That time when the weather teases you saucily one day with sun and warmth, then slaps you in the chops with more snow the next. Last year this tiresome bait-and-switch behaviour went on until the end of April....

157. My commune dream

157. My commune dream

There’s a walk from our house that goes up above the start of the village to the tiny hilltop hamlet where our neighbour grew up. Long ago, everyone from this hamlet (I say ‘everyone’ – we’re talking about six houses) moved down into the village and the place is...

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