As I have some film left in the camera, due to having to dash back unexpectedly from ‘our’ honeymoon, I have decided to take you on a special guided tour round a bit of my garden.
First stop is our Clubhouse. It is fitted out with a gigantic fridge, containing the worlds largest Salad Crisper department. The Club House combines state of the art Piggy-o-matic cumfortatory devices – cuddle cups, huts and tunnels a’ plenty. A place to meet, eat, sleep and play (but mostly eat). Can you see me? I am atop Big Mavis!
On to one of the most important bits now – The Vegetable and Salad Bed. We grow our own sweetcorn, parsley and lettuce and other smelly herb like things. We also have raspberries and apples. A small area is set aside for potato growing – goodness knows why because I can’t stand them myself. Waste of good salad growing space if you ask me . . .
These are the extra tasty baby sweetcorn plants. Not very big, are they? Hardly worth the effort! Mummy says they will grow big in time (not if I can get to have a go at them first they won’t).
That is Daddy’s garden spade propped up against the cow shed wall. He says he gets a bad back digging, I wonder why?
That is the way into the cow shed, where we go on hot days – it is very cool in there. The beehive doesn’t have bees IN it . . .
. . . although we DO have lots of buzzy bees dotted around the plants. This one is finding pollen in the lupins.
That is Big Wilma tucking into a helping of fresh chives behind me. And her carrot is against the wall. Tastes a bit woody if you ask me.
Here I am in front of the Pig Sty now, in a very special place. It is Mavis’s Memorial Garden. We keep it filled with pretty flowers all year round.
No! We don’t have a REAL porky-pig! We have Percy! Mummy, don’t I look brave?
This is the flower border.
It goes all the way along the back of the lawned area of the garden.
We like to romp here when it is nice and warm and sunny! But not when it is wet or too hot.
Sometimes Albert the blackbird joins us! Mummy feeds him by hand – good job he doesn’t like salad.
This is me on the lawn looking very small and extra cute. This photo was taken from the far end of the garden which is very high up.
Meet Gordon! Daddy trims his fur even more often than mummy trims Marigold’s curly locks. Looks like he is due another short back and sides soon!
The back of the house is interesting. The walls have . . .
. . . pigs fitted in!
I am going to meet up with the rest of the gang in the Clubhouse now – it is well past my lunch time!