Been stuck in the potting shed all day hunched over seed trays pricking out (its a horticultural term to the smutty folk out there) 1500 lobelia. Looking forward to a curry frenzy in Bradford tonight with Mr & Mrs Boring Old Fart. What you up to?
I got arrested once whilst gardening in the front garden, and it wasn't my fault! the book distinctly said 'prick out every 3 feet' I shall be trying to put the van together again this eve and tomorrow morning ready for Elemental.
