I have decided this year to plant a square foot garden. So far I have only managed to plant 1 single square foot due to the impatience of my gardening companion and inability to remember the number of the padlock on the garden shed.

Today I snuck into the garden hopeful of Lord knows what to discover the general area of the community garden is water logged! Managed to pull some of the more determined and embedded weeds amid the strawberry plant and noted an increase in the slug populous.

This is either my fourth or fifth year in that garden and this year my soil is actually looking a rich, dark colour with a plethora of worms twisting through it. This is major progress after gardening in dry and belligerent clay and the debris of a fish and chips shop for the past whatever number of seasons.

My closest and trusted gardening expert Mme Beespeaker has advised that the May weekend around Victoria Day is a perfect time to plant a garden and recover from pondering the depressive news of the election outcome.