Back in the Garden

So while I was away... this.. turned into..
This! - I look forward to these served thickly sliced on a plate, drizzled with extra virgin olive oil, fresh basil leaves, black pepper and sea salt!
If these trombocino squash are as tasty as they are fun.. they are definitely a keeper. Lots of big squashes to look forward to.
Well this always happens when you go on holiday, doesn't it? Just 10 days ago I picked every single courgette, including those that were only one inch long... and look what happened!
From top to bottom, Defender, Black Forest, Soleil, yellow straightneck.

Postcards from Matron

I confess! I am silly and sentimental when it comes to dogs, so I had to visit Greyfriars Bobby in Edinburgh. Do you know the story? Greyfriars Bobby was a Skye terrier who was owned by a policeman in Greyfriars, Edinburgh in the late 19th century. Unfortunately his owner died and Bobby would not leave the churchyard where his master was buried. Bobby slept on his master's grave for the rest of his life and was such a likeable character that he achieved superstar status and was given the 'Freedom of the City of Edinburgh' - (which actually gave him the right to vote...years before women had the right!).
He is buried in Greyfriars churchyard where children bring him gifts and messages (not a dry eye in the house, eh?)
So Matron left him a big stick to play with!
We parked under the Forth bridge.
Visited a Scotch whisky distillery near Loch Lomond (free samples given!)
Visited the Giants Causeway in Northern Ireland.
The scenery in Northern Ireland all along the Antrim coast is Spectacular. Fantastic coastline, beaches and glens. This is a place I must visit again.
Speaks for itself.
And an amazing sunset over water every evening!

Matron Returns!

Just returned from a spectacular trip round the UK! Buddy has come back safe and well from kennels - hooray! A million thanks go to Peggy from Organic Growing Pains who took me out for a day when I visited Cobh in Ireland last week. Here we are, in person, sharing the experience of digging some spuds... in Ireland! What a great day!
We went for a trip to Blarney Castle where I kissed the Blarney Stone. Here is a rare glimpse of Matron herself, bending over backwards over the castle walls. Do you think this will give me the gift of eloquence? Will it make me blog more often?
More to follow.