I have got a bit behind with my blog as of late. Quite often I’ll think of something or see something which would make a good post, only to forget it. Quite often these come to mind whilst driving so you can’t write them down. And as I write this I’m imediately reminded of something I have observed among the driving population. When waiting at traffic lights have you noticed how often the car in front fails to move when the lights turn green? My guess, admittedly based on my own driving habits, is that the driver is too busy texting or reading emails to have noticed!
The gardening year is coming to a close. For me it has been a mixed bag of success and failure. My success has been in the total eradication of ground elder in an area of the garden riddled with it. Anyone familiar with ground elder will know what a pernicious weed this is. Its roots spread everyhwere and if you don’t remove the whole lot they merely replicate themselves and come back ten times worse. My solution was all-out war of medieval severity. Ground elder was ruthlessly hunted down and punished. By the finish the ‘bodies’ were piled sky high like a huge plate of spaghetti. As a warning to others many were hung in public places like the ledge of a wall or on surrounding shrubs where they shrivelled in the sun.
Among several failures were a complete inability to grow root crops. I think the reason is that the soil in my garden is far too dry. It’s lovely to dig, fine and friable but hopelessly sieve-like. Water just drains through leaving it parched and bone dry within days if there is no rain. I used to complain that the soil in our previous garden in Redbourn was too heavy and clayey. This is the other extreme.
