Drive into the skid!!
A weekend of two halves this weekend. The first half was full of the noise of motors revving and the second half of flying seed compost.
We had a great day on Saturday at Silverstone Race Course. It was my eldest’s birthday last weekend and one of his presents was learning to control a skidding car at Silverstone. Having partaken of a very nice lunch at the White Lion in the village of Silverstone, voted the best pub in Northamptonshire and Buckinghamshire 2009, we took him to the registration point. I was amazed at how many ‘petrol heads’ there were all waiting for their couple of hours of excitement. Charging around a track in a flash car doesn’t appeal to me at all but obviously it does appeal to lots of other people. I had taken my Mum & Dad and youngest with me so once the eldest was deposited we drove the rest of the way around the outside of the track and went off to the nearest garden centre. Are you surprised? I hadn’t been able to find anything else for us to do close to the track and watching someone learning to control a car on a cradle isn’t exactly a good spectator sport. So the best thing we could come up with was a garden centre after all there would be a cafe with tea/coffee and cake. The garden centre was OK, although they didn’t have a Fatsia which I was after and which surprised me as I thought they were quite common plants. However, the coffee shop was very nice with a range of coffees and warm scones and jam – yum. The eldest emerged from his experience with a big grin on his face and a certificate. Hopefully now I won’t need to worry about him so much when he is out and about in the ice and snow.
Today I decided that I would get on and sow some more seeds. I have previously confessed on here, several times, that I am a seedaholic. I have around 60 little packets of seeds to sow this year which is really ridiculous but I just can’t resist them. In my defence most of the packets only have 5 or so seeds in them. I spent a pleasant hour in the greenhouse sowing some of the seeds from the Hardy Plant Society – lots of little pots all neat and tidy, labelled and lined up. Then disaster struck I had been watering two seed trays in the kitchen, picked them up to go back out to the greenhouse and somehow managed to drop them both!! One landed on top of the other, wet seed compost went up the back door and over the floor and me. I now have one seed tray instead of two and I have no idea whether any of the seeds survived, only time will tell. On looking in the mirror I discovered I had seed compost all over my face which at least made me laugh and see the funny side.
Hopefully, by next weekend the weather will have warmed up and I might be able to do some of the chores that are long overdue in the garden.