Slugs, the scourge of the modern gardener. Asia is annoyed at me because we managed to inherit some perfectly good slug bait - although it is expired the slugs I think still don't know any better, and I decided to lay it out to protect our beautiful lettuces. Guess what? Now we don't have lettuces that are half chewed to bits - the marigolds had their chance, they were tried tested and failed, on with the chemicals I say...
Asia is sitting over my shoulder right now, saying things like what about the dogs and those Marigolds, well well hmmph they never had a chance. Dogs I say, we don't even have a damn dog - it's straight to the pyschiatric unit with you girl. Ha! Seriously it's all good fun and the lettuces were never really chewed that much anyway, those slugs well they just bug me...
Now, the rantings are really getting serious - "We do have a dog, I have a lead!!! I want to write in your blog, these people will think I'm crazy... " Oh dear, well I'll let you make up your own mind about that one...
Melbourne, four seasons in one day it's true. I mean nothing like Wellington, with forty gails, seven hail showers, a removed roof and a sucken ferry in one day, but four seasons nonetheless. Yesterday it was 37 degrees or something and today just scratching to get over 20 with a biting southerly.
Actually I'm not even supposed to be here at the moment. Bit of a botch up at work (by the client) meant that I had nowhere to stay in Karratha and had to come back from Perth three days early, cap in hand and nothing to show for it. I'm not complaining, it's nice to be back in Melb with my crazy girlfriend.
ciao