I could no longer stand the guilt of seeing my leggy sweetpeas struggling in the greenhouse. They are now firmly bedded along the fence snuggled up with slug pellets. I learnt my lesson from last year. After planting I confidently leaving them overnight to find that daylight showed the slugs and snails had been merrily feasting.
I have not seen Mum for a while. In trepidation I visited. She was in a rather entertaining mood. I had quite a pleasant hour or so with her. The Evans Family dropped in too. Bella brought a plastic box containing John the pine weevil to show Mum. What a privilege.
Tonight it was the first Weald of Kent Morris evening of the summer. I do like to be surrounded by ribbons and leather bell pads. It was a thoroughly enjoyable evening at The Woolpack Inn in Benover. A girl in the audience made it memorable with her infectious laugh and beautiful singing voice.
Three Morris Men
Pen
Khadi Paper
17cm x 14cm
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