for a bit of burnt tart. Mrs F has been baking. As the tart was assembled, there was mention of me ‘passing this off as your own’. Well clearly not, cos it’s burnt. But you know what it did taste pretty fine.
Down at the plot there was planting to be done. Beetroot and shallots today. More clearing, and pruning. Roses and redcurrants. Don’t know about other growers, but I think I know the rules, but then forget. And just attack plants. To my mind, attempting to clear space in the centre of a plant or tree is the way to go.
A calm and relaxing Sunday, and then a week of orange juice, and lots of good healthy veg and fruit. Fruity breakfasts, no alcohol and early nights – I’m in training. Training for Mother’s Day it’s a serious business you know.