In flurries of snowfall we planted out the two new appletrees - a Royal George which is a cooker and a Ribston Pippin, a Yorkshire bred variety and an eater who's name I will probably forget and end up calling it a Branston Pickle.Underneath the snow, the ground was not hard to dig and I dug down fairly deeply and filled up with a mix of well rotted pigeon shit and compost and then topsoil.
I feel unfit after a winter of not digging very much and spending too much time trampling my fingers across a keyboard. However hard I try, I cannot make this an aerobic exercise.
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You have/had snow! Edinburgh has had no snow...I feel cheated...
You can make typing an aerobic exercise by the way. You just need to do the chair dance while you do it
I would like to see the video of that helen. Can we have another lesson in domesticity soon please? I feel a strange urge to spring clean today but I hope a cup of coffee and a doughnut will make it go away.
Thankfully I have not yet been videotaped chair dancing to my dodgy mp3's (dodgy in the sense of being of questionable taste, not dodgy as "in fell of the back of a lorry" type thing). However, I'm sure it's only a matter of time...
As to lessons in domesticity, I'll have something posted in the next couple of days, its just that you were right, cleaning out the hall cupboard did start off some sort of cosmic chain reaction - the landlord wanting his flat back - and I've spent the past three months stressing out about it...
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