Brilliant @wild edges We used to buy the B&Q own brand version of No More Nails as we found it better for all kinds of jobs. We named it Grips Like ****.
I listened attentively to Monty on Friday evening. When your clump of herbaceous perennials is about four years old it’s time to lift and divide. Sometimes you can tear the bits apart with your hands, or with more vigour you could use hand forks, back to back. But Monty opted for for a driven spade.
That was my approach this afternoon with Lythrum ‘Dropmore Purple’. It has roots like coiled steel. I whacked it with the spade, it bounced off. I whacked it harder, it bounced further. I tried an axe, but missed. Eventually I succeeded with a pruning saw, industrial language and the T.A. on standby.
I know that feeling @BenCotto. All the bells and whistles [literally] on new cars, but a simple task like changing the clock is impossible. I can't even remember if this car is easy or not, but the car I had some years ago was hopeless for that. I just had to ignore it for six months of the year. Mine gets serviced quite soon. Maybe I should ask them. No manual - you have to download the guff, because a manual would be the size and weight of an encyclopaedia. I couldn't even find anything on that.
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
I have distance glasses and I have classes for reading … the dashboard falls somewhere between the two and the digital clock figures are small … I can’t see them even if they’re telling the correct time. I wear a watch.
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
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We used to buy the B&Q own brand version of No More Nails as we found it better for all kinds of jobs. We named it Grips Like ****.
Indeed @BenCotto. It's boak inducing.
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
It might slide like sn*t off a door handle.
Presumably a consistency which adheres to blankets.
That was my approach this afternoon with Lythrum ‘Dropmore Purple’. It has roots like coiled steel. I whacked it with the spade, it bounced off. I whacked it harder, it bounced further. I tried an axe, but missed. Eventually I succeeded with a pruning saw, industrial language and the T.A. on standby.
I’m not doing it again.
Mine gets serviced quite soon. Maybe I should ask them. No manual - you have to download the guff, because a manual would be the size and weight of an encyclopaedia. I couldn't even find anything on that.
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.