To Kick These People Out #3 - the countdown begins

[FuckYouChrisAndThatHorse]

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So... Long story short... There are horses, soon there should not be (I'm not good at summaries, they make me sound unreasonable).

We have a date! This Saturday! The horses should be taken away to pastures new, so we can roam the meadow in gingham dresses (dh looks good in a gingham dress) and we can have FuckYouFestivals to our heart's content.

There will be choirs and drums and bands and weapons and stackable goats and so much more!

Anyone who's read the threads knows I love a lurker. I can you see you out there. Go on, jump in while the thread's all new and shiny. You know you want to

Jux, I love that image. I want that. And quinoa salad, although I'm not sure I'll beat Ida to it!

Deja, I used to live in the north, but Wales called me home :) It's very nice... You should move here.

My day of chainsaw therapy is over and the garden has been decimated.

How're all you lovely people? Full of cheesecake? Tired of goats?

Every muscle in my body aches and I am knackered.

And so begins half term.

Woohoo for the decimated garden and chainsaw fun!
We are back to school tomorrow, kick kids and dh to his parents while I did the community shop in the morning followed by taking the scaredy plants pony out for a ride series of arguments about direction of travel in the high wind and light drizzle.
Are you setting up camp in the horseless field for the next week then, you have running water set up after all ;)

Roadkill, we should :) I think we're going to have a good go at the bramble-ridden garden. That's the plan anyway. We're trying to work out how much we can afford to do to fix the mess of 30 year's utter neglect. It's a project!

Cultivate the brambles Chris, come September you'll have a lovely blackberry harvest (that's my excuse for our bramble patch)

Ida, I think we may have an acre one or two too many :) I'm sure we'll have enough left. Fret ye not.

The entire garden is one big knot of brambles.

Apart from the bits where the stinging nettles take over.

Or the black thorn.

It's a cornucopia of delight.

Our garden was a bit like that when we moved in.

Jux, is it beautiful now? Is it perfect and bramble free?

Whoops, pressed post a bit early there.

When we got the garden cleared (by hunky young men with chainsaws) we found the place was 10foot wider and 15ft longer than we'd realised! We had also discovered two sheds and an aviary (empty)!

We still have brambles though not as many as we did, just enough for dh to have made 4 pots of jam last year, and me to make summer puddings and things like that all season. We have patches of tiny strawberries everywhere, too, thanks to the birds.

So hooray for chainsaws and gardens and brambles

Bearing in mind that dh and I are not natural gardeners, and that I have ms so can't move about that much or work for very long out there, and that the rest of the garden was 6inches deep in gravel which had to be cleared, then lawn laid, beds cleared of gravel too etc etc etc. it has only taken us (mumble) years to get it to a point where I can actually plant stuff.

Last summer I grew many many many tomatoes, some peas, some spuds, courgettes and an asparagus pea. i also put in various perennials which I hope will mainly look after themselves and spread a bit.

At the moment we have snowdrops. My favourite flower.

Oh and I have many many slugs.

I am so jealous. Generally ours is The House Where Plants Come to Die, and our very few efforts at gardening have met in failure.

Pedant I share your gardening skills

Jux that sounds lovely. I brought some wild strawberries with me in a pot. I love them and would be very happy for them to spread.

I would love to have lots or berry bushes and things that need maintenance to give me stuff. I worry a veg patch would be too neglected. But I can dream.

I need to buy a bay tree and apple trees and a gooseberry bush and black currant bush. Just think of the cheesecakes!

But first I need a digger in to dig out the rock wall that cuts off most of the space.'

then I'll need topsoil. Lots and lots of topsoil.

were you deliberately referencing Shrek talking to Gingy in Shrek 2, FYC? or do just have it on the brain because DS and I watched it yesterday.

if we take that analogy further, you could have made a 60-ft tall golem. that'd scare off even UW, I'd warrant.

accidental I assure you!

A golem would look very fetching.

esp if it, too, was traipsing around in a gingham dress.

Every so often I considered buying a plant of some sort. Then I decide to save its life by leaving it on the shelf

Where I walk the dog there are lots of brambles. They produced a load of blackberries last year.

I like the idea of a golem

Good morning all. Thank you for the continued wonderful ness of this thread FYC it's a beautiful corner of mums net to come and stroll around.

deja your comment about saving plant lives by leaving them on the shelf made me chuckle.
MIL keeps giving me plants which I stupidly try to keep alive. They really end up looking just sad and twiggy - unless they are useful like the aloe Vera in the kitchen, or hardy like the money plant.
But DS has started climbing; so there will be a pot plant cull when I get home from my therapy session. Which you've all made me feel a bit more relaxed about. Thank you again!

Oh, and those who would protect me from goaty smells. Thank you, I will take you up on the offer and we can have a small goat free area at FYF

I am apparently brilliant at growing dandelions .

Deja - I share your ability to kill houseplants, my DC's bought me a primula in a pot for valentines day, within 24 hours the poor bugger was drooping limply over the side of the pot. I shall wait another respectful few days then ceremonially bury it with full honours throw it on the compost heap

Last year I was given a peace lily by lovely work colleagues to put in my new house. It's still mostly alive! Apparently it seems to love being mostly forgotten and then occasionally have a glass of wine water thrown its way.

Deja that is a very good way of looking at it.

My problem is that I get very enthusiastic for about 2 days, and plant loads, clear weeds, dig, do all that needs doing, and then forget all about it. I put them in, they should look after themselves. Shouldn't they ?

I'm too impatient for gardening.

Ida I share your skills. What a talented bunch we are!

FYFesters: goat stackers, cheesecake makers, plant savers...

MrsN we can get you nose plugs too!

Thank you FYC I think DS would be very interested in nose plugs though.
He gets very interested in my ears and earrings when I wear them and after briefly investigating by prodding he starts to try and grab them. He is a very curious boy.

Although at FYF there might be enough going that he is distracted from the nose plugs...
Maybe I could be kept away from the goats and DH could be attached to a goat. That way when DS is perilously close to eating the nose plugs DH could come by, with goat, and they could toddle off and leave me in peace.

I've just finished reading all the threads associated with the FYF, and they've made me laff lots.
If you're going to get a digger in, my ds6 will come and drive it for you, he's very good at digger driving :) iam on the east coast, so it might take a while for us to drive a digger to you though.
Also I can make an amazing banoffee, and Viennese fingers.
And I'm dead good at drinking wine, and I've always wanted a goat! Can I come?