The garden, mother and me

Page 36 And then we had, The day of the trifids ( Trifids is taken from the novel, The day of the trifids by John Wyndham) Mother watered and the beans grew. I had regular updates on their progress, so did her friends, the beans became quite a talking point. Until…… “You will have to do something with those beans I have never seen anything grow so fast, they are like trifids” I laughed they are growing well mother really is doing a great job... I never knew that growing a few plants could be so stressful, for mother it was. The beans had started to grow up the cord on her kitchen blinds. (Which I found hilarious) mother didn’t. “I keep taken them off the cord, but they climb up it again” “Now this is a serious situation of wayward beans.” I laughed Well that was it mother insisted that I did something with them or she would not water the beans any more. so I did, I took them out into the garden and planted in the new vegetable patch and put some poly...

Page 35 The days past and I continued getting the garden ready for,   Vegetables. Mother was still unaware of my plans to create a veg plot so at the moment I was not getting any opposition, oh the joys of defying the parent.   Today when I went to mothers I took with me six pots that I had planted runner beans in, “Can you look after these for me?” I ask. “Why and what do I have to do?” mother questions “I have run out of space in my green house, all you need to do is water them” I say innocently. Mother agrees, looking at the pots and I felt that it would give her something to do, also it is nice to watch seeds grow. While mother was pondering over the pots looking very suspiciously at them I nipped into the garden to sow some carrots and parsnips, into the illegal vegetable plot. “Where did you dash off to?” mother asked. “Oh just to put some stuff away that I had left out” (true I had to put the seeds away, in the soil) Mothe...