Scared yet?

Scared yet?

Really peaceful at BE today. The cuckoo was doing his thing and we have a new bird in the garden: ‘Terror Hawk.’The rather bewildered agricultural supplier whom I acquired him from, was far less amused than I at this bird of prey look a-like’s branding. If the initial terror is not enough for the pigeons (they suss out that the fake bird is fake) you can swap him with ‘terror eyes’ which swoop and dive aggressively, rather than hover. We are disturbed by the scowling eyes, so the hawk it is for now. He was installed on Friday and has been hovering over BE all weekend with no evidence of pigeon based imposition.

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Promising packaging!

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Serious stuff. Guy prepares for the Terror launch.

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Flying.

If I got nothing else done today I wanted to get the roses planted. If any rose experts are reading this – shock, horror- yes I know they should have gone in last month at the latest but both they and I couldn’t wait. On Saturday one of those really random coincidences happened. I was on my way back from Norwich early doors and needed a decent breakfast. I’d seen a sign for ‘Speciality roses’ in my peripheral vision many times on this same route and decided to check out if the rose place had a café. When I arrived I was greeted like a celebrity. Turns out that this was no other than Peter Beales rose company (a world leader in classic roses) and I was just in time for the official opening of their brand new garden complete with horticultural stalls from East Anglia. Bearing in mind that I was approximately 60 miles from BE, it was quite a surprise to find myself buying bulbs from our neighbours at Monks Eleigh, Riverside Bulbs, the owners of whom recognised me from this blog and are involved in the East Anglian Garden Group. One of their recent talks was by Alys Flowler on ‘How to have your garden and eat it.’ I’ve joined.

Anyway, back to the roses. I chose six St Ethelburga for BE after gaining much advice from the rose advisory desk. I already suspected that the petals of this would be the best eater as it’s a highly scented variety and has (if I say so myself) AWESOME double petals in dense pin cushion whorls, which repeat flower. Not being a fan of the bare rose bed style of planting I chose these as they are shrub roses and can form a hedge. St Elthelburga has gone in at the edge of the edible flower section where I anticipate her knitting together to form a scented shelter for other blooms. She is under-planted with lavender and got the Novikov treatment of well rotted muck – it was crammed/rammed with worms (thanks Gus!) a scattering of soil mycorrhizae (these interact with the roots and establish a symbiotic relationship whereby the plant roots get better access to nutrients) and finally a helping of blood, fish and bone. Yum.

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Preparing to plant the roses.

Another happy coincidence. Last week I was in Hadleigh with Polly, shopping for nothing more exciting than weed suppressant pegs and a few other bits from the hardware store. We were both tired and needed strong coffee. We found this sweet little café called Le Petit Paris. Both P and I were very impressed with the range of freshly cooked pastries and general quality of the place. It looked a little familiar somehow. Imagine my surprise when discussing our general passion for food, the owner asked, ‘you don’t work for Novikov, do you?’ Novikov, he explained has inspired him in his café venture. Rock on.

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What a cute pair! Lemon scented pelargonium blooming on the steps of the Victorian glasshouse.

Good evening. It’s a warm one here, 16c. X

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