I am reminded...

 

Acer, looking...well...ace

...that it was a year ago today that our first batch of seeds arrived, heralding the start of This Grand Experiment. That kind of explains some of my impatience, I guess - I'm expecting the weather to be more on our side, by this point, than is really possible. It's still so cold, which I'm finding to be rather rude.

Which is by way of saying that another week is passing with Not Much Happening. All a bit dull, really, so I'm re-watching 'Tales from the Green Valley' for the nine-millionth time, and living vicariously through people with a bit more space, and better funding. It's a pretty great series, though, if you've never seen it - a bunch of historians and archæologists hang out at an early 17th century farmhouse and live like Ye Olden Dayes for a year, following pre-industrial traditional agricultural practices and lifestyles. Completely my idea of a good time, if I'm honest, and we spend a lot of time talking about living that in tune with the seasons, here at La Palmerosa, because we're nerds like that.

But we're in London, and our plot is wee, so we pretend. 

The big news, really, is that Farmer Goth has begun the constructing of the Chupacabrae Deterrent Devices(tm), which is deeply, deeply pleasing. 

Take that, ye wee bastards!

We've learned that the local wildlife are either too stupid, too lazy, or both to move things from on top of the crates in order to wreak their havoc, so Himself has made these cages that sit on top of the crates - they will allow sun in, and room for growth, but hopefully keep the diggers and poopers at bay. 

Thus ends this week's excitement. Try to contain yourselves.