At last!
Here is the pic you’ve all been waiting for, and a couple more to give you an idea of why I have to sit down every now and then…
The ‘Woofer’ is the yellow speaker box bit, and was a gift from a chum, which nearly worked… The actual electric kit inside was a couple of big speakers, with magnets so strong, they collected up nearly all the tools in the shed on one occasion, so they were chucked pretty early on!
The pic shows the ‘Woofer’ in position ‘B’, which is the best height for couch encloutment. Position ‘A’ is a bit high, and causes severe lacerations to the zongular muscles in the forearm, because I have to lean down too far. And position ‘C’ is unstable, because the attractive brushed aluminium panel creates havoc with other various extremities, when seated upon with less than careful consideration…
Tastefully arranged on the ‘Woofer’, is the ‘Cloutster’, which is a cut down version of an old WW2 Land Army general purpose hoe, found in the shed years ago. The handle is from a piece of yew, lopped from the churchyard behind us, no doubt re-living the heady days when it supplied bow shafts for local archers pootling down the road for the battle of Hastings, which was fought just down the road, (not recently you understand).
Beside the entourage, is the trusty ‘Terrex’ fork, which is a godsend on the patch, as there’s so much to do, and this digs the soil after the long grass has been scraped off with the ‘Growstada’ (see posts passim). The couch is deftly hoiked after a good clouting, into the red crate, (which we used to keep full of cheapo wine and beer from Calais – all eight of them…)
There is also a general view, showing the rough paths etc, which will get straightened up when the hard graft is done. We’re forming thirty-five separate beds, and the ideas for the layout came from chums here, so I have plenty of people to blame if it all goes pear shaped…;0)
In the background, with the red shed and all the nets, is the ‘Plot’, on which we’ve been slaving for the past year. All that half-plot was dug over with the ‘Terrex’ spade and the ‘Cloutster’ last year (but no ‘Woofer’), and it took over fifty hours, but it’s a tried and tested regime, especially when the couch starts to take on a mind of its own. It’s amazing how much couch survived, but the following year, it’s a doddle to get the newly growing stuff out, so that may give some hope to anyone with an overgrown, desolate, derelict, plot, and a yearning for being back in a life with no patch to dig and clout, because there is also a pic taken in August, before all this started again!
And just to prove that I did indeed forget my camera, and had to go back down there to retrieve it last night, there’s a pic taken in the dark, which well may be a first here…;0)
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April 09, 2011, 20:37