Score to beat is now a humungus 62 runs! By England I might add…..

Check out this game. I managed a massive 15 runs on the first attempt!

www.stickcricket.com/index.php

Since you are Gardener in Chief, Liv; why not issue a decree than no budlias are allowed to incur more than 6 inches into the crud court… for er purely aesthetic reasons. I’ll even buy some shears if you like

the free drinks machine at work is the very same model we used to have to endure at the pepper factory! dear gods, the memories! and yes, everything that emerges from it tastes like slight variations of filth. (a bit like the drinks machine encountered by arthur dent in the Hitchhiker’s guide to the Galaxy where he tries to get a simple cup of tea and get something which is not quite, but nearly completely unlike tea.) all except the hot chocolate which is palatable. To be honest I haven’t tried many of the other variations (pear and apple drink, chicken soup, veg soup, etc) as after the tea and diet pepsi i’m not sure my tastebuds could handle it!

once again i spent an inordinately long amount of time in the garden yesterday. Watering this time, whereas yesterday i was only collecting veg. M and D always go away when the garden needs most tending it seems to me… just heading out now to check the eggs and feed the chickens.

Pinkie headed off to canada this morning, but has been stuck on the tarmac at toronto airport due to this. Sounded like she had a pretty hairy trip!

Trying to find my way back to Melbourne Road yesterday, travelling on my bike from the centre of town, I found myself pedalling along the wall. What a pleasant peranbul it was, to be sure, with scenes of ladies in white bowling, cricket players employing the gentle art of watching and waiting, peoples’ back gardens in full bloom, giggling schoolgirls getting out of my way, a couple of matrons pursing their lips, with the cathedral spire always in view. Eventuallly finding myself where I wanted to be, which was near the dhalia beds around New Park Centre, I realised I had done a 350 degree tour, and that I had started off in the wrong direction just a few yards from where I was now.

I’ll never get the hang of the geography of Chichester.