Alpine clouds scud east and an ominous blackness looms from the west. Four rows of onions (improved turbo) went in and then someone up in those menacing clouds ripped open some polystyrene bean-bags and tipped the lot on us. Took shelter in the shed and sat in a trance watching the hail bounce and dance off the surface. Quite mesmerising. At times like these the mini-bar is a real asset. Big mug of hot tea with some walnut bread and a big wodge of cheese. Can live with that.
Sowed some sweet pea (cupani) and some we saved from last years seed crop. Courgette (black beauty) – old seed so maybe maybe-not. Lettuscees (fortuna;smile;miluna and a French curly one from old seed I know not whot).
Sun came out to play so did a bit more levelling but blimeyohriley its claggy to work.