Anna of the Mutton Years

Anna, a middle age woman in England with a self-deprecating look at life, mostly. I am not one thing, I am many and so is my blog. It's a lucky dip when you read me. I am part cook, part struggling fashion forward thinker, part mother, part professional job holder, part chicken keeper, part shopper. I am not an expert on anything other than me and I'm a 'bitsa'. So is my blog, bitsa' this, bitsa' that. I'd love to have your comments on my bitsa' life. Please follow and share my story.

A Gardening Sunday

Goodness. Two posts on our weekend! Well miss 22 went gardening mad on Saturday. Too much sun. Poor thing. The sun drove her to weeding , sweeping, hosing and rearranging.

On Sunday Mr Him was struck with a touch of compost churning and tree chopping.

I was then instructed to get replacement foliage from the garden centre. This grey whatsit for the front

and for the back some fruit trees. A pear, now planted in the gap left from the old laurel, and a fig that we will plant later.

There's also a budleia

and this Black Lace.

I offered to cook lunch and have it ready for 1 pm. Mr Him told me he needed advice first, on gardening, or rather where to put the plants. I therefore planned on delaying lunch until 1.30 pm leaving half an hour for advice. As it happened he got fed up with advice within 12 minutes (yes I timed it to ascertain his resilience ).

I'm about to go MIA again, much to Mr Him's relief. I'm off to NYC.