@Fairygirl they have leaf mould bins/piles/heaps on an industrial scale 😱. Its really interesting to see how its all managed compared to a domestic garden.Â
You and I didn't choose our parents very wisely.....
Also guilty of the same... oversight!
An interesting idea, Artemis, but I think parents should have the right to choose their children!Â
 What an interesting
science-fiction chat!     Â
 With the power of
choosing your parents and/or your children, the world should end up free, not
just of unpleasant conditions but fatheads too!Â
Such a win-win! Â
Hmmm ... if some of us make such a hash of choosing our partners     (first time round at least) heaven knows what a mess we’d make of choosing our parents 😨
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
I certainly would not have chosen different parents but it didn't stop a consultant Doc saying to me once "you can't fight your genetics". So we work with what we have and I am happy for that it could be a lot worse.
Hmmm ... if some of us make such a hash of choosing our partners     (first time round at least) heaven knows what a mess we’d make of choosing our parents 😨
BUT nobody can choose their own genetic parents, can they? Except in science fiction, of course!Â
I agree @Allotment Boy I certainly wouldn't have chosen different parents, they were just what I wanted, sadly no longer here. I wouldn't have wanted to choose my children either, each one was a lovely surprise.
But I hope all this isn't going to get too serious, it started as a joke.
Morning all. Sun is shining. Horses look well, H is a bit too fat because of having to feed extra to D, who is very old and was too thin, so she gets extra too.
I got up very late, was reading and watching breakfast TV in bed. Off to Leclerc for supplies but C the house sitter always leaves me milk and bread for brekkies.
Dordogne and Norfolk. Clay in Dordogne, sandy in Norfolk.
Just been out to admire the new shed, erected yesterday in pouring rain by a couple of cheerful, dripping Irishmen. It had to be mopped out after they'd gone - don't want to store anything in it until it's dry - and the dehumidifier worked manfully in there overnight. Now the doors are propped open (until it rains again...) in the hope that the breeze will dry it some more. Hubby thinks we should put the fan heater in there later, to help the dehumidifier to work better... he's probably right. I'm just afraid the dehumidifier will be trying to suck all the moisture out of County Clare. Which might take some time... Â
Hubby got a new lease of life once he passed the age at which his father died. We don't always inherit the bad things from our parents... nor necessarily the good ones... Â
Since 2019 I've lived in east Clare, in the west of Ireland.
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I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Yet more rain here.
I fear I have no other option to but do do Husband's accounts. XL here we come.
 What an interesting science-fiction chat!     Â
 With the power of choosing your parents and/or your children, the world should end up free, not just of unpleasant conditions but fatheads too! Such a win-win! Â
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
But I hope all this isn't going to get too serious, it started as a joke.
Morning all.
Sun is shining. Horses look well, H is a bit too fat because of having to feed extra to D, who is very old and was too thin, so she gets extra too.
I got up very late, was reading and watching breakfast TV in bed.
Off to Leclerc for supplies but C the house sitter always leaves me milk and bread for brekkies.
Just been out to admire the new shed, erected yesterday in pouring rain by a couple of cheerful, dripping Irishmen. It had to be mopped out after they'd gone - don't want to store anything in it until it's dry - and the dehumidifier worked manfully in there overnight. Now the doors are propped open (until it rains again...) in the hope that the breeze will dry it some more. Hubby thinks we should put the fan heater in there later, to help the dehumidifier to work better... he's probably right. I'm just afraid the dehumidifier will be trying to suck all the moisture out of County Clare. Which might take some time... Â
Your volunteer gardening sounds fab, @chicky. Â
Hubby got a new lease of life once he passed the age at which his father died. We don't always inherit the bad things from our parents... nor necessarily the good ones... Â