Monday, September 7, 2009
B is for Birthday, P for planting and H for hope.
B is also for Bugger, bastard, bum, bitch, bloody, bloody, bugger and bum.
But no matter how much I stomp about,
No matter how much I curse and fuss,
No matter how much I wish today would miss the bus
or that tomorrow will be to late,
It ain't gonna change that today I turn 48.
P for planting. I got around to planting the purple A for asparagus this morning and some Beefsteak tomatos. As the soil has been previously prepared for other crops it was just a matter of adding some compost and cow manure and planting straight away.
H is for hoping like heck the two Isa brown hens, Bill and Ben, don't fly the coop and dig them all up.
H is also for Hot-dog. I love hot-dogs and as I am home 'all', alone today for my birthday I'm now going to take myself off to make a hot dog with cheese and fried onion as a present to myself. And unlike the modern version of a hot dog I'll toast and butter the roll as well.
Fare thee well my fellow bloggers and have a nice day