A Wild And Windy Morning

On a grey and wet and blustery morning in February, I do wonder why on earth I decided to be a gardener.  And why on earth I decided to be a gardener who works Saturdays. 

Today is a day for doing nothing other than going back to bed with a family size bag of revels (no sharing), a mug of coffee and a stack of Beano annuals.

But given that that isn’t going to happen, I’d best go and make a flask of Earl Grey and some sandwiches.  And be ENTHUSIASTIC.

Any thoughts?

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