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People say life is the thing, but I prefer reading*

Mary Mary Quite Contrary

My garden seems to have noticed that it's spring, and is growing quite enthusiastically. It was starting to look a bit wildernessy so we went out this afternoon and attacked it with the lawnmower and various other implements that were lurking in the back of the shed (most of them housewarming gifts, all of them untouched since we moved in). Despite our lack of any horticultural skills we managed to beat the triffids into submission, and make it look half decent.

Then I went all housewifely and did lots of washing, which I hung in our newly-tidy garden to dry, picked up all the grass cuttings that the Boy had tracked between the front and back doors, and then cleaned the kitchen. So much for a holiday weekend. I'm bloody knackered - my arms feel all weak and wibbly, and my back is aching.
But look!

No silver bells, or cockle shells and certainly no pretty maids all in a row, but don't it look tidy?! And aren't I just the little domestic goddess?! The only fly in the ointment is that Carrot Watch 2007 is in danger of grinding to a halt. No progress whatsoever. Not a sausage! I would post a picture if there was anything to report. Instead, here's what I found when I came in from the garden, hunched over, shiny faced, and covered in grass stains - my cat Roo having a snooze on the kitchen table:

I know it doesn't look like it, but she has a really hard life you know.

(This is her pitiful, 'deprived cat' pose, the one she adopts whenever someone new comes into the house.)

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At 7.4.07, Blogger Hannah said...

Oh, she's beautiful! And so shiny! Awwww. I miss my cat.    

At 8.4.07, Blogger James said...

Good job on the garden. Here's some quality BBC advice on carrots:


At 8.4.07, Anonymous Sarah said...

Wow, you can tell how deprived she is by that amazing glossy coat. She should really be phoning Kittenline to report you! I love how cats have two modes: "I really love you, can we be best friends?" and "I haven't been fed in MINUTES! Someone should call the police! CAT ABUSE!".    

At 8.4.07, Blogger Cat said...

Sometimes I hate the fact that my garden's two floors below me and shared with my neighbours. Then I remember that it means I don't need to do anything to maintain it.    

At 10.4.07, Blogger Drama Queen said...

I want a cat. BF is against the idea, claiming space issues. Could you ask Roo if 75m2 would be acceptable living space for her?    

At 10.4.07, Blogger Teeny said...

Hannah - she's a retired Burmese breeding queen, so she's a very dignified old lady. Except she farts when you squeeze her round the middle.

James - thanks for the link, I'll have a look and see if I can nurse them back to health... Wouldn't count on it though.

Sarah - Roo would like me to note that she is, in fact, very deprived. She only gets fed TWICE a day. And sometimes she only gets ONE cheesy treat.

Cat - it is a lot of work, but I love having my own garden. We're planning lots of barbeque and sunbathing action this summer.

Queenie - Roo has confirmed that would be plenty space. All she needs is a comfy bed/lap/kitchen table to sleep on, plenty of cheesy treats, and lots of cuddles.    

At 10.4.07, Blogger SpanishGoth said...

No garden...
No cat.. (tempted to say no pussy but won't)

but look http://www.carrotrecipes.net/ and you can always buy them in the supermarket when the boys not looking, sneak out in the middle of the night - plant them, and then go "ooo look what I've managed to grow" the next day ;-)    

At 10.4.07, Blogger Teeny said...

>tempted to say no pussy but won't
Um, except you did...

Your idea re passing off shop-bought carrots for my own, it may well come to that.    

At 12.4.07, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Get some with the green stuff still attached. Carrots that is, not cats.    

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