It has been a very strange spring. Nothing is really behaving as it usually does, but, if we think back, weird springs have become almost normal. When Peter and I lived in West Sussex, this trend began to appear there. We had droughts that were dreadful. It had become too hot very often. Peter installed a watering system on our local allotments. I spent most mornings in our allotment watering while the children were at school or sixth form. One February, it became so hot that I was able to dig the whole allotment in very little time. When Peter came home from Brazil, he would not believe how hot it was! (or that Sue had dug the allotment for me! Peter) Well! That was then, but what about now? As gardening types, we couldn’t wish for better. Why? Rather selfishly, since we are not in our first youth, we are able, because of the lack of heat, to just get on with our vegetable planting. During the last few Springs, it has, simply just been too hot to really enjoy the gardening.
We are returning to where we were at this time of year. Of course, it would be nice to sit outside with a glass of wine or beer. If you sit indoors, it all feels unseasonal and sad, but we are not going to do that. We are going to have our boiled egg for breakfast and get out there. The minute that we see the buzzards being chased by the crows and the really silly geese flying fussily across the sky, we feel better. John and Jane have an enormous flat topped Cedar of Lebanon which the geese are constantly fighting over. They are probably the silliest birds you could wish to see. They spend the day arguing and the chances of a nest being created are really small! They appear to think that the flat top is a field!
We are lucky enough to have built a new greenhouse last year. We mixed a concrete base and assembled the whole thing ready for spring. What a godsend this has turned out to be. Peter has been advised not to work out doors when it is so cold. He loves the greenhouse. He has been able to plant and sow all the seeds that we will need. Here, on a shelf, are Josie’s seeds, ready for when the weather improves. She has tomatoes, sweet peas, and some larger plants in progress.
Josie is our daughter and she and Wes, her husband moved to a large village across the Moor. It is quite a trip for her and Wes to make across the Moor, but they often return to the Little Town, where they used to live. Wesley and Josie are passionate about the community swimming pool, which is one of the only fresh water pools in the country. The team have a huge amount of community support. Whatever the weather, enthusiasm for keeping the pool going is amazing. For the past three to four weeks many local people have come to prepare for its opening. No-one has said that it is just too cold to get together. That really says it all about the community. Outside Catherine and Chris’s food emporium, locals sit in big coats and jumpers drinking coffee and socialising. It must be done, or the weather will kill this vibrant community.
We set off on a Friday evening for Josie and Wes’s place. We are a little worried as they have been ill and we wonder if they have fought the bug off. On the way, we pass the reservoirs that are near Christow. These stretches of water are truly beautiful and we often stop and take a look at the view. This evening, despite the terrible weather, some members of the fishing club are out there. Amazing!
We have reached this small tidy street where Josie and Wes live. It must be said that although the houses do not have large gardens, they are beautifully kept and clearly treasured. Josie and Wes have been hard at work trimming and planting. Wes has been to Bowdens and bought a hand mower, which trims a beautiful lawn. It has no battery and no fuel just Wes power! We are pleased to see the two of them looking much better. They have painted a couple of rooms with two beautiful colours. Josie’s study has been painted and has a lovely calm atmosphere for when she is working from home. Peter and I are bristling with pride at how well they are doing after a life in expensive rentals, where everything had to be kept just as it always had been for the landlord.
To top it all off, after a hard days work, Wes had made a delicious supper. What more could you want. We are just plain lucky! At the end of a restful evening, Peter drives us home past the local farm land, where, even here, up on the Moor, where life is not easy in this terrible wet weather, some farmers are having a go at planting and just about managing it.
We love the Moor. There is literally nowhere else we would rather live, not even beautiful West Wales! People are great. They are helpful and smart. The wildlife is beyond imagining. Whatever the weather, when you open that window in the morning you know that you are in for a fascinating day. Sometimes, it will be beyond your wildest imagining! Give it ago, but bring some nice warm, wet weather clothing. Just at the moment anyway!
A small fact for those of you who wonder at how awful TV is at the moment. In the 1980’s, about forty years ago, we used to watch Auf Wiedersehen Pet, which was about some British Builders working in Germany. Our children were really tiny. It was that long ago. A recent article in my newspaper said that the series held a steady 14 million viewers. It was on a Friday night, when most people were in the pub. The pubs emptied out when it came on. It was made by ITV. Makes you think about the license fee.That we still pay the fee, to the BBC, I would say, is questionable when today, 4 million viewers is exceptional.
Words by Sue
Pictures by Peter.
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