Just a quick entry to let you know that I’m going to London to get warm so posting will be scarce for the next few days (although why I tell you this since my stats always fall off a cliff when I do, I don’t know).
Unfortunately this means leaving my garden just as the War Against Invertebrates has hotted up – not only is there still the long-running on-going slug insurgency, but battle-hardened Cabbage White caterpillars have opened up a new front on my brassicas. So far I’m dealing with this with squashing them with extreme prejudice – it’s far too late for nets and the like – but any less gooey solutions would be appreciated.
Anyone who tells you that gardening is a relaxing hobby is clearly mad. Or drunk. Or has a gardener to do it for them.
Or only has 2 hanging baskets to worry about
Oh I’m sure there’s things that can go wrong with hanging baskets. Just you wait and see…
…wonder if the catapillers are a sub-division of the Taliban? Ever considered chemical warfare?
Wait for them to hijack a couple of oil tankers and then call in the Luftwaffe.
(move all civilians out of the garden first)
I sometimes think that gardening is an invention of the devil.
Hmmm. Having seen the damage they’ve wrought in my absence, I’m now considering a small tactical nuclear device.