Anakana Schofield – Award Winning Author of Bina, Martin John and Malarky

Winter gardening has proved an abject disaster.  This is a disappointing, but one must accept the limits of 2nd floor minimal space horticulture. I saw one of my favourite gardeners today out on the road ‘The Flower Man’ I call him. He’s besotted with les fleurs and he only grows flowers. I asked after his seedling plans and we had a brief exchange on the prospect of recommencing at the garden.

Now I’ve to turn my attention to building some kind of raised platform-ish seedling table, so that my seeds do not meet the same misfortune, as the late season batch did last year. This means I have to raise the greenhouse up, above the level of the balcony, which will probably draw attention and may lead to a “letter of chastisement”. The space is very limited out there but I do have this wild notion of raising the plastic and height to about 5’0ft.

After the sign making, which involved brackets (gasp) and the shelf building — how difficult can a table be!

The other day at the supermarche I was reading a magazine called Wood or Woodworking. Note there was only one copy remaining so it’s more popular than the gossip ones it is housed with. The front cover showed an elaborate buffet board with drawers and doors and shelves and cupboards beneath. “If you can build a box you can build this unit” the text boasted. I folded it up and replaced it, since I cannot build a box … yet.

I will say that woodworking magazines and knitting magazines have something in common, a kind of unfathomable code, not unlike Lacan that it takes sustained effort to comprehend and I am not sure I have the necessary application for.



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