Twisting twiggy birch brooms (sound like the start of an old fashioned tongue twister) turns out to be not only immensely absorbing but also rather therapeutic. Hours passed unnoticed as I transformed piles of branches into woven supports for the various peas I currently have germinating – Golden Sweet (yellow) and Shiraz (purple) mangetout, tall heritage pea Lord Leicester and dwarf petit pois Charmette.
The shed roof has been leaking gently all winter and somehow there was never time to fix it properly – until this weekend. Luckily it was perfect weather to let it all dry out before giving it a smart new hat. I had to do some rather alarming acrobatics to apply the gloopy bituminous glue, but got it all done just as the rain was starting. (By the way, the hubcap scarecrow in the background is my neighbour’s take on Jeremy Clarkson; it certainly gave me a fright, if not the pigeons!)