Saturday and Sunday

All my best intentions on getting down the plot on Saturday were thwarted by the arrival of a new rabbit (pet not wild). The untimely death of Bluebell ment that poor old Whiskey was all alone and looking rather unhappy about it too. So we found (should I say Kate) a breeder near us who breeds french lops good enough to show. So we got a little girlfriend for him. Rest of the day spent fussing over the new arrival.

Sunday.

Got down the plot, put peas in and put extras in the row. Sowed some Perpetual SPinach and some Courgettes. I was amazed by how much warmer the greenhouse is to be in than outside. Lovely.

Dug over the front of my side and put chicken poo over it ready for rotovate next weekend. Its a brassica bed so needs the nitrogen.