Monday a slow start and a simple breakfast. Its sunny so its time to get out to the garden centre and get the garden sorted while the good weather lasts. My partner and I go to our most local garden centre and invest in three hostas and a dozen tomato plants. Back home and I head for the garden adn start work on planting the hostas and setting up the green house as a tomato factory.
Hostas in place 
The tomato factory
Having got everything into the ground and the tomatoes in pots I set about clearing up the mounds of old plants pots and pot containers. Eventually I am satisfied that I can do no more. At this point I get into my training gear and head for the Shed to bike for an hour.
Time 
Calories 
Kilometres
I head for the shower and then cream my surgery scar before settling down to a tea of fajitas. The evening I settle down to read Shuggie Bain. This is a book that sets a new high bar for misery and unrelenting depression inducing reading. I cannot believe I am still reading it but I think it because I’m suffering survivor hope. Like someone who is doomed but clings to a spec of hope that I will survive against all the odds. I’ve no doubt it’s well written as its so convincingly depressing. In the end I am saved by the Tesco delivery man. So with everything stowed I watch an NCIS and then write the blog. I’m tired and hope for a sunny day tomorrow, the sort of day that makes ferrets play and gardens bloom.
