Saturday, 17 November 2018

Luck sends a good samaritan round.

Oh dear, it pains me to tell Rachel and Derek that they were totally correct - but they were.   This morning, my fence being completely finished (if the weather is suitable I will photograph it for you tomorrow) I began the tulip bulb planting.   I divided the border into five sections and then scattered bulbs on the first section and planted them.   I went in to make a coffee and found that my back was aching.   I dare not do any more.

This afternoon my son came round with his wife and planted the rest in under half an hour, raked the ground over and then put the forget me nots along the front of the border - it may well be too late for these but worth a try as they were so cheap at the end of the season and they are very sturdy plants. 

So now all is done and at a very reasonable cost in my opinion.   There is something very satisfying about fulfilling one's plans isn't there?   I am now going to relax and watch a programme on the friendship between Vaughan Williams and Gustav Holst.   When I think back to my childhood and the radio (which as a family we listened to avidly
(this is Henry Hall and tonight is my guest night - remember that?)) aren't we lucky to have such a huge selection?

15 comments:

justjill said...

The satisfaction is in having your plans carried out. Maybe not you carried them out but it was done. And you had prepared. WELL DONE!

Ah the radio. I remember hiding under the kitchen table and listening to Dick Barton. I think!

Heather said...

Yes, I remember Henry Hall. So glad you stopped as soon as your back began complaining, and how fortuitous that your son and his wife arrived to finish the planting. I hope your back will feel comfortable tomorrow.

galant said...

Oh, I remember Henry Hall ... and Victor Sylvester on TV in the early 1950s ... and Ted Ray ... and Edmundo Ros ... and In Town Tonight ... and Worker's Playtime ... and Mrs Dale's Diary ... there must be many more memories of the 'wireless' that we share, Pat ... (and I'm a full decade younger than you). Husband, though, is 83 next week, and he loved, absolutely loved, Dick Barton! Other 1950s programmes I can recall ... Take it from Here and A Life of Bliss (with, of course, Psyche the dog, with Percy Edwards!) Oh, and what about Educating Archie with Peter Brough and his dummy, Archie Andrews? Yes, readers, a ventriloquist on the radio, ha ha! And what about The Billy Cotton Band Show!
Margaret P

Gwil W said...

We mustn't live in the past and I say that although I do so myself from time to time. Nostalgia is very dangerous. The Germans tried it nott long ago with their Wagnerian operas. Zeitgeist is zeitgeist. Times change. Wien Modern is a fututuristic example. The future lies before us, whether we be 10 or 110 and whether we like it or not. Sentimentality won't count for much when there's only propaganda on the radio.

The Weaver of Grass said...

Gwil - I certainly don't live in the past - happy memories maybe but I revel in the up to date stuff we can see and hear on television. But you make a relevant

Heather - thanks. My back is fine now - I stopped in good time.

Terra said...

I remember when TVs first reached us; my family was the first in our neighborhood to buy one, the screen was about 12 inches and of course the shows were in black and white. The neighbors came over to see this amazing new invention. I love forget me nots, did you get the robin's egg blue kind? That is my favorite color.

Jacqui said...

Glad you caught your back in time, and that you've got the bulbs planted. Mine are in now, too, but just a few.

Mrs. Armstrong said...

Dear Weaver, I have not commented on your blog before but, as I love both Ralph Von Williams and Gustav Holst, I felt obliged. I wish I hcould watch your programmebut, being in the US, I cannot. However, I have sung Von Williamsand I am currently introducing my small Kindergarten class (I’m a teacher) to Holst’s “The Planets “.I tell them the mythological stories behind the names as we listen. I loveMars but Jupiter is my favorite. Thank you for your blog. I enjoy reading your musings everyday.

Derek Faulkner said...

Fortunately Pat you had the good sense to stop before any lasting pain was caused (I hope that's the case this morning). The programme on Sky last week about Wilfred Owen and Siegfried Sassoon in WW1 was very good, shame you had to miss it, very hard hitting poetry. Nothing wrong with looking backwards in life, it's one of the joys of being old, savouring old memories like you would a vintage wine.

Rachel Phillips said...

Think of your life without a blog and if you would lead it differently.

The Weaver of Grass said...

Terra - 'robin's egg blue' - what a lovely way of describing it.
Mrs Armstrong - thanks for calling in. Do call again.
Rachel - my blog keeps me going, especially in the long dark days of winter - that and a host of friends - and my son too of course, who - at sixty - has (like his father before him)never lost his incredible sense of humour.

Thanks everyone.

Carol Caldwell said...

The fence looks lovely and I am glad you that you now have your tulips planted. The last photo of your garden is lovely. So much colour for so late in the year.

Carol Caldwell said...

I have just realised that my comment was meant to go on your next post. I read the two posts together and commented on the wrong one!

Anne Brew said...

I watched the Holst/Vaughan Williams programme and it was so interesting.
I enjoy your blog very much, reading it regularly here in South Yorkshire.

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