But I'm No Gardener

 Two skip-loads of rubble and miscellaneous junk have been extracted over the weeks from the garage conversion. The second- and last- of the skips was removed this morning. The forecourt will look bare without it.....

We have a large forecourt- and it's mostly paved- which is convenient if we have visitors with cars but is otherwise wasted space. Most of our neighbours have nice little front gardens- and I'd like to have one of too. A little lawn, generously filled with flowering shrubs and the appropriate annuals. The house at the corner has a front garden which fills up in the season with bright orange Californian poppies. Oh, but they're glorious.....

Ask Miriam (And Dylan)....

 We asked Miriam, because she is wise in these matters, how we could tell someone who is being clingly and manipulative and stalkery how to fuck off without hurting their feelings.

And her answer was so simple: "Tell them you're sorry, but you already have a full slate of people you're committed to and you can't give them what they want...."

Yeah.....

Or as Dylan wrote and sang, "It ain't me, babe; it ain't me you're looking for...."