A morning of sweet sadness. I've just finished reading "The God of Small Things" by Arundhati Roy - a breathtakingly beautiful novel that won the 1997 Booker Prize - and on top of that they have just played Elgar's Cello Concerto on lyric fm - I had forgotten just how much the piece could move me to tears.
More gardening today - my polytunnel is so overgrown and neglected it is shameful. I think my tomatoes have blight, the bindweed is choking everything and my salad has bolted :( Call myself a horticulturist! I'm a joke! Perhaps I should concentrate on a writing a book called "How not to Garden - by a lazy incompetent gardener"!!!
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