Better today. Slept a lot the last dew days and not always with horrid isolated and lost dreams where we keep dissociating and can't remember how to get back to Pabs. Plug plants eventually came, did tonnes of weeding, pulling out the little doc leafs root and all. Sweeping and tidying up. Nearby shop selling plants has been great to. And starting at the end of April start of May rather than end of May start of June. And of course all the work we have done in previous years. The silver birch is beautiful its almost a shame to burn it but it smells so great and makes us so calm.
Watered and fed the Roses
We couldnt leave the flat this time last year. Couldn't even make it to the bins sometimes. Think I remember a post about the total dread experienced when May turned to June. Not so this year. Was a bit worried We would feel something close to that awfulness, that triggered terror on the day of the coronation that Tesco and the met office kindly told us about but nothing like it. Jesus those late last year posts acting like we were getting out fucking telling Junior we might be going home and 'twin'? wtf. Unfortunately, ended up in the garden the same time as the downstairs horror story and knew she was going to say something there was no way she wasn't going to mention it. She asked if We watched it I said 'Nah' pointlessly hoping that would be the end of it. She started talking about how 'wonderful' it was and we stuck up for ourself and all that is decent everywhere by saying it's 'a bit ridiculous for a modern country'. She started som...