So the Wittering begins

I am not entirely convinced by the idea of writing a blog, but at the same time have a little time on my hands and a friend who wants to hear more. So its your fault...you know who you are..

So far we have been give a plot of land approx 25 x8 metres.
It was a bit derelict as Terry who shall be known as the previous tentant or in fact Terry ( as Terry twas his name) had let it become a more naturalist home for pernicious and somewhat unfair weeds, random broken glass, a singular beacon of hope(at least for the plum lovers in the family) a lovely plum tree. Young but established, and will fruit. I do feel resentful of the lack of cooking apples but one must open ones arms to all is there is usable. Being the only real thing of value, not forgetting the strawberry weeds, bloody things get everywhere (glad of this really), the plum tree is great and may at some point be named. We now have a slight problem with plums trees, in that our very beautiful but somewhat sterile flowering plum is feeling deficient. She has great flowers and we have advised her she'll always be the looker of the pair. this is not helped by the bositerous rhurbarb which is starting to threaten to take of the areas around it including her own root space. Our rhubarb is a bit like an alien, I on expecting to find pods with little vege bodies growing under one of the leaves..looking forward to taking custard revenge for its constant planty intimidation.

The peas sweet and pod like are coming on and the badgers have all been scared of by the killer mice..these nibbling rodents are joing my ever growing hitlist of natures friends. I always thought this would be less of a battle vs nature and more of an immersion in it...Hey ho...and on the weeding goes...