MX5 and produce

It’s been a few weeks of produce, even though the dry weather has meant the beetroot at the allotment has not grown much and most are the size of golf balls. The brussel sprouts are doing ok, I can see the start of them on the stems. The courgette and butter nut squash have given up. Next year is the possibility of the caged plot, but I might try and move some manure from my friends horses field to the plot to help it and improve water retention. I have harvested the onions and they are drying off in the greenhouse. These are the ones a friend gave me as minute seedlings grown from Italian giant onions seeds. Two of my efforts are pretty good, you can see how big when you look at my finger on the photo. 

My ninety old neighbour brought some goodies from her garden, tomatoes from the greenhouse, little carrots from her trug and french climbing beans. She really is amazing, if only all of us could be that active at that age. She also made some bread, into rolls and in a loaf tin, she gave me a roll the day after she made them, it was very good. 

The French Bulldog sit is over, so a breather before the last sit of the summer season. The story which I want to finish this with is about a guy I know from the TRHA. He has a lovely Labrador and he asked me if I could sit her while he went away. Unfortunately I was booked up. His daughter in law is going to do it so he can go on a holiday for the first time in years. I met him in the village  the other day. He told me about his trip. Scotland maybe, South West coast? Nope. He has just bought a Mazda MX5. He is driving down to the South of France over several days. He used to do this with his wife years ago. I don’t know how old he is, but I would say late seventies, but that’s only a guess. I think that’s fantastic. Not everyone I know of his age are well enough to do the things my neighbour and this guy can do, but I sincerely hope I am lucky enough to be able to do when I am their age. I  have decided that I am going to spend more time visiting the UK, I have seen many parts of it over the years, but there is plenty I do not know at all. I can visit our friends on route too. I might have a friend to accompany me on my travels too maybe.

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