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Flora

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Here’s Barry hard at work, planting some flowers. My gardening knowledge is next to zilch, so we went for pretty ones. I was in charge of the selection.

I’ve included a little gallery of the flowers we chose, they’re all white and pinky-purple, because everything we have at the minute is pink and white because of our lovely daughter!

The purples go with the garden furniture I haven’t shown you yet.

The flowers are: Nemesia; Garden Pink “Brilliant Star”; Gerbera; Cockscomb “Caracas” (who comes up with these?); Ornamental Sage. Then there’s the white ones near the middle, either side of the sage, which I have no idea what they’re called. I have a strong feeling they begin with G. Geranium? Gardenia? You tell me!

Edited: Chrysanthemums! They’re chrysanthemums!

 

Pork!

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Barry mistakenly thought he was going to get a mini hog roast for the princely sum of £2.99 recently.  When the leg of a pig arrived (£2.99/kg), we were surprised.  Not as surprised as our fridge, which is usually just full of Diet Coke.

We thought this may be a tad too much eating for two, so Charlie and Jaime came over with Finley again (hint, hint, Charlie, it’s your turn to cook!), and we had the most amazing roast dinner!  I’m not usually one for pork, but this was gorgeous.  I can take no praise for this one – I was at the hairdresser all morning.

He roasted the pork in shallots, garlic, rosemary, thyme (those two from our garden), and put whole apples in to roast with it, which were so delicious (we ate them like apple sauce).

We also had pepper pot cake for pudding (not sure why it’s called that, it’s got apples in it).  I was so full you could have rolled me down a hill and I couldn’t have stopped myself.

We went to see Tenacious D in Manchester last night, they were absolutely fantastic!  Great show.

Also popped some stuff on eBay this week, including our red drawers.  Hopefully they’ll go to a good home (one that will give us lots of money for them, as they’re discontinued!).

To finish, Barry thinks the empty wine bottles in the kitchen look nice.  I think they look a bit like a recycling plant, but there you go.  Anyway, I tarted them up a bit with some sage from the garden.  How pretty!