To sum up
Over the past week or so I have been fighting back the urge to have a whinge. I have written several posts about what is frustrating me. And every one has been deleted because, at the end of the day, what will a moan do to save the human race? I may give in and post it eventually. But, for now, I will just repost some three items I was recently sent. Bittersweet.


and finally – sad but true –

though it won’t stop me growing tomatoes
I am now dying to know what irks you…
On the other hand, I whinge and whine with relish and enjoyment, with vim and vigour and on a constant basis, unfailingly railing against everything and everybody. On the gardening side it is mostly directed at those pseudo-experts who proffer advice constantly; those whose sole interest is in fleecing other gardeners and the great pretenders and self-praisers of the horticultural world. So, as you well know, I am never short of targets for my invective. By way of reassurance, your name has never suffered the slightest attack – well, I wouldn’t tell you anyway as I simply shout at the walls of our living room!
I had considered a few choice comments about some pieces written by pseudo-experts so I can see that you are never short of targets! My main concern is the hopeless state of the world, something I can’t really do anything about so whingeing is not really helpful. Maybe I will give in eventually.