All your beds are belong to Slugs!

The Slugs are taking over!

See! See! It isn’t just me moaning (Mistress) or being crap (Dad), the fekking Undead Slug Army foretold in the Bible* has risen and is eating out food as they are too small to reach out brains.

15 billion! That must just be in my bloody garden :(

Me & Jac are starting an Army. There will be uniforms, weapons and cake for all members – who’s with me? Just make sure that no one tells that nice Mr Cameron. He needs a new campaign and “Hug A Slug” would only make our job harder if PETA got involved.

Major Stompy McBurro.
96th Airborne Panzer Slug Stomping Div.
“Caedo Assilio Accudo”
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* Maybe. I haven’t read the damn thing. It waffles on about a whole heap’o'crap, so Zombie Slugs are bound to be in there. Probably in a letter to the Romans** that read “Sweet Baby Jesu! The Slugs just ate the 10th Legion!”

** All of ‘em? Think of the postage!

My First Tomato!

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Despite the rain. Despite the lack of sun. Despite the bastard slugs. Despite over-zealous watering by me when it was a wee plantling, my tomato plant bears fruit. Oh blessed be.

Attack of the Killer Tomatoes

Jesus! I couldn’t eat this bugger! It’s all I could do not to call the local priest in and have it exorcised before driving a stake through its twisted heart!

Leek Soup…

… tastes great when:

a) The mistress makes it, and

b) You use your own leeks and spuds.

Oh yes.

Rumours of my absence…

Hello all… Sigh… I know it’s been a while and I’m sorry, but a few real life issues have kept me away (work, health, the usual) but I’ve also just not felt… well, inspired to write a post.

The garden has either been a flooded, muddy pit of despair or a source of great frustration and distress due to the slugs eating everything I’ve planted out. I have virtually nothing of the fourth planting left – although the seedlings I gave away to others are all doing wonderfully. Great.

What else? Well, it’s true – I have been playing Second Life quite a lot. Well, it’s been too bloody wet to garden and, to be quite honest, it’s bloody good fun! But that’s not all I’ve been doing. Work has been mental – UK Gov and the EC have more spats than a couple on the verge of divorce and/or angry sex and we have to pander to their needs. I find myself tired at the moment. Happy, very happy, but tired.

I’ll post more often, I promise. In the meantime, anyone who is interested in my SL life may want to read my (gasp) other blog. I’m not posting the address here as I want some level of seperation. If you want to read, you’ll find a way of letting me know :)

p.s. This is great, but not safe for work due to swearing.

p.p.s. This is just bloody funny.