Archive for June, 2009

A summer of strawberries

Tuesday, June 23rd, 2009

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We don’t know what we’ve done right this year. The strawberry plot we planted two years ago seemed all but dead. We had a handful last year, but nothing much to speak off, and only a few more the year before. We’ve since read that it can take two years for strawberry plants to get established in the garden, and it appears that fact is right.

Even the cuttings from the runners that are in soil nowhere near the bulk of the plants are bearing lots of red fruits. The first year we used straw under the hanging fruits to cushion them and stop them being eaten by soil-dwelling predators, but this year we’ve forgone the dry yellow stuff, and the fruit has been fine; clean and nibble free.

The only other thing we’ve not done is to weigh what we’ve had. There’s been at least three bowls the size of the containers in the picture above, and already there’s probably the weight of one more sitting outside. We quite literally can’t keep with them. And, as with all our home grown produce, these are much tastier than shop-bought red fruit. Anyone for strawberries?

Sophiething to do at the weekend…

Friday, June 19th, 2009

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Download this. Yes, I know I’ve blogged about this recently, but if you’re a lover of pop, there’s currently nothing finer. Released physically on Monday, click on the smiley picture of Miss E-B above for the cut-price version of the Freemasons Ft Sophie Ellis-Bextor’s Heartbreak (Make Me A Dancer), or here for the full to bursting 9-track iTunes package. If you still need convincing, take a look at the video.

Four-wheel drive, more than four times the price

Tuesday, June 16th, 2009

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Unbelievable. That describes the price of a piece of Volkswagen literature that I sold at the weekend. Posted on online selling favourite eBay last week for a 10-day auction, look at the price an early 1990s brochure for the admittedly rare Volkswagen Caravelle/Transporter Syncro T3 fetched. Even though it’s over 18 years old, it’s only 12 pages long.

My large collection of literature from the German manufacturer and its associated brands has moved with me from house to flat, flat to house, and now, several years too late, it’s time to get rid of the non-essential stuff. So, it’s all slowly going up on eBay, and some of the brochures are obviously of more interest than others.

I’d have thought the caravan and commercial vehicle items would be virtual non-sellers, but I’ve been proved very wrong. Starting a listing at 99p might turn out to be a good strategy, as buyers think they are getting a bargain to begin with; if the price goes up, the price goes up – and usually items do – but not by this much. This one sold for £66 – 66 x what I originally listed it as.

That’s the highest I’ve ever sold a brochure for online, and this one has beat what the usually very rare ones for the more cult models like the Golf GTI go for. It’s a nice reversal of fortune; normally I’m sthe one buying ‘rubbish’ (it’s not), but as it turns out, the stuff I have and am selling might not be rubbish at all…

Natalie Imbruglia: Wrong Impression

Monday, June 15th, 2009

This is a song for the summer. Like revisiting an old friend, Wrong Impression is familiar and reassuring, yet still has enough new stories to tell. One of the stand out tracks from Natalie Imbruglia’s critically acclaimed White Lillies Island LP from 2001, its sunny demeanour is perfect for the summer (even if it is, essentially, a break-up song). Reaching no 10 in the UK singles chart, the track’s summery feel is picked up by the bright and saturated video, which is one of Ms Imbruglia’s finest. One thing though; those heels look a little too high to be safely riding a bike…

[Low-resolution YouTube link here – UK music copyright restrictions prevent users from viewing the clip from official sources. Grr.]

Fun for all the family

Monday, June 15th, 2009

Thirteen. Unlucky for some, but evidently not for us. Why? That’s the amount of people we spent time with at the weekend. We had a very sociable weekend. Mum and Bart dropped in for a roast chicken lunch on Saturday on the way back from Gatwick (but ultimately Majorca), but unknown to them, Ean and Vicki opened our front door and gave them the homecoming surprise of their lives.

We’d arranged it during the week, and it worked faultlessly. After a pre-dinner drink and homegrown strawberries on the pub table in the garden, we went in for lunch, re-convening outside after mum had blown the candles out on her belated spiced apple cake. We followed that with coffee, and then as prior engagements called, we waved them all off back to Lowestoft.

It has sometimes felt like a Herculean task getting all of my side of the family down to Chelmsford together, but Saturday was lovely, and hopefully a sign of things to come. Even though we had a two-hour window, as we’d done most of the prep beforehand, it didn’t feel a rushed 120 minutes, and even the chickens got new people cuddles.

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Not long after our guests had started their journey home, we went out ourselves, to Galleywood and Nik’s family, where the roles were reversed; we were now the ‘guests’ and ate as much food and drunk as much drink as we liked, all under the sun on loungers in the garden. Kim, Mike, James, Ellis were down from Bedfordshire, and Sal, Dan, and Will had come up from Kent.

There was much chatting from the adults, while the kids (and Andrew) teared around the lawn, kicking and throwing balls, the horses peering over the fence now and then, hoping to get a carrot or two. The weather was better than anyone had dared hope, and we were still sitting outside eating dessert at a quarter to nine. It was only to feed Oscar that we had to go (he was already over his meal time), but the day proved one thing; not having anything planned for the rest of the afternoon and not having to shoot off really let us feel relaxed, and made the time we spent with our folks even more enjoyable.