Today the wind swung round to the north and it felt suddenly much more like spring again instead of summer! Oh well! I got out into the veg garden and pulled out last years leftovers and all the weeds. Still some more to go but I feel like Ive broken the back of it (and maybe mine too - no just aching)! I even skipped lunch as I was enjoying myself too much! Gardening is the only thing I do that for LOL! Soph was at her childminders for 4.5 hours so I had to make the most of the last rays of sunshine. Here in the Midlands the rain hasnt arrived yet, but Im sure it will have by dawn.

I picked up Emma after Sophie and she was way below parr, all subdued. I dont know yet whether all the sun has filled the air with pollen and that is why she was complaining that her nose hurt (gave her Piriton in expectation of that) or whether its another cold. But she was just about to go to Club at church and she went upstairs to change out of her uniform and I yelled up after a bit to see if she was ok, to hear cross frustrated noises. Uhoh! I popped my head around the door and was told to go away, but I didnt believe her as she had her summer dress half way over her head and looked stuck! She wasnt pleased to be helped out of the mess, but she had somehow tangled one of the sleeves inside out - I think she had given up taking it off and made a hash of trying to put it back on again, and so tried to get it off again! I left her to it and came downstairs, only to hear shortly afterwards sobbing - she'd been trying to get a T-shirt from the back of the drawer and dropped the whole drawer on her foot! Poor thing! Most of DHs family are sooo clumsy when they're tired and Emma is no exception! Finally dressed she came downstairs and struggled into her baseball boots, crying in frustration at the difficulty of it but refusing help. In the end we agreed that she was too tired to go out. Soph was also in a bad mood and by now my ibuprofen had worn off so my headache was back. Fortunately soon after DH walked in asking "so what time does club end then?" - he hadnt noticed my text telling him not to bother, but fortunately the traffic was running better than last week and he'd had time to pop home first.  

Here they are waiting for their eggs with beans on toast - I wasnt up to cooking anything more elaborate! Unfortuantely Soph wasnt interested in anything except milk and fromage frais!

Incidentally, the cushion in front of Soph is her "special" feeding cushion which she collects and brings to me when she wants a feed. I had to placate her with a little skimmed milk or she would have screamed the house down, the mood she was in! It became her feeding cushion by chance as she noticed I would grab it and put it under her head for most feeds as it was nearby, so she associates the two together. Feeding a Toddler is very different to feeding a baby - much more interaction!

Now for a garden shot:

It looks much better in real life! The purples and oranges are really strong at the moment. Yes, that is the summerhouse, still flat, in the background. One day....! The big black box is called Tony - Emma named him - he is a BIG water butt to be attached to the summerhouse eventually.

Lastly, here is my greenhouse bursting at the seems with veg which will all go out in the garden at the end of the month when the threat of a late frost is finally over. The first lot of lettuce has just gone out to take it's chances, but here are some more lettuce with carrots and beetroot in the two long gutters, plus sweetcorn and sunflowers in the short one which are just germinating, and tomato plants, courgettes, more sweetcorn and leeks. The cucumbers are still indoors looking sorry for themselves - not sure what Im doing wrong!