The highlight of today has been queueing at the surgery for my over 65's flu jab. So that's another Winter job done - cleaning out the wardrobes last week, flu jab this week and bulbs planted. I am a great list maker and there is great satisfaction in ticking off another thing. Now the planters either side of the front door need filling with violas and pansies (not the most imaginative winter planting but up here in Yorkshire the weather can turn pretty foul and they are the safest bet) and last year's bulbs (which I dug up and have saved) need pushing in in odd corners. Also I have ordered four short bearded iris (2 pussycat pink and 2 forever blue) which should be here any day and will need planting. As they are going near to the front of the garden I shall be able to plant those rather than leave it to my gardener. I must say that the older I get the more I get like my father, who was a great armchair gardener.
On an entirely different subject isn't it heartening to hear the lovely story of John's zip wire and his raising of over five thousand pounds for his chosen charity? When I hear and read of all the awful things people do it is so good to read of something like this happening isn't it?