This is worth bearing in mind-wot I have just wrote
IF.....
IF you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master; If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, ' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch, if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
Afternoon Forkers and well done to those who have been braving the elements . Our visitors have now gone home and OH and chums are watching the football so I've moved into the bedroom. I've heard one big cheer so I presume the Swans have scored .
Flo - I love a good Agatha Christie too even though I probably know all "who dunnit".
Dove - I'm with you on your lazy day today. I'm cream crackered!!
Bunny & Liz - memories of lugging containers of water at campsites
BJay - hope the icicle on your butt is melting
Geoff - never thought of planting chickens in containers
Oh! Deano! - up the Swans
Probably will remember what else I wanted to say once I press "Submit"
Icicle on the butt - tee hee (silly schoolgirl's giggle)
I think I have mentioned before that I was very curious/accident prone as a child. Stuck a metal press stud up my nose once Currently 2nd finger on right hand is swelling and turning blue but I have no idea why
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Well, this is what I was hoping Gary. Grow as much as I can, then freeze it all.
But yes, maybe I'm being a little ambitious. 
This is worth bearing in mind-wot I have just wrote
IF.....
IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
Afternoon Forkers and well done to those who have been braving the elements
. Our visitors have now gone home and OH and chums are watching the football so I've moved into the bedroom. I've heard one big cheer so I presume the Swans have scored 
.
Flo - I love a good Agatha Christie too even though I probably know all "who dunnit".
Dove - I'm with you on your lazy day today. I'm cream crackered!!
Bunny & Liz - memories of lugging containers of water at campsites
BJay - hope the icicle on your butt is melting
Geoff - never thought of planting chickens in containers
Oh! Deano! - up the Swans
Probably will remember what else I wanted to say once I press "Submit"
Icicle on the butt - tee hee (silly schoolgirl's giggle)
I think I have mentioned before that I was very curious/accident prone as a child. Stuck a metal press stud up my nose once
Currently 2nd finger on right hand is swelling and turning blue but I have no idea why 
Caz! By now you should have heared three cheers!
Very productive day done! Now need a hot bath!
Welcome back Dan! n ouch! Hope all goes well!
Beck's! Just try make the most of what space you have, n above all else, grow what you wanna eat, n enjoy!
Caz! Goal keeper sent off! Cheer no four on your way!
Meant to send best wishes to Dan earlier.
Took this photo yesterday. Thought forkers who like gravestones and growing salad would like it
Off for a soak! Back shortly!