I'm a mattock girl..... and I've got a hickory shaft...

My hubby knows how to treat a girl. He knows I don't want bunches of fleurs that'll die in a week, (besides I'm growing my own!) He knows I'm rarely swayed by chocolates.... but a mattock? Well baby, that will do nicely...

Ranked best pressies since arriving to The Larches:

1. New log burners
2. The greenhouse
3. My wheelbarrow
4. The Mattock
5. My gardening apron (toolbelt for ladies..... say ladies in that dooble entendre voice) 
6. Extra long hosepipe.

The mattock will be in full operation today as I plant the next 80 potatoes, make a trench for peas and incisions for the beans.

It's funny but I was under the impression that potatoes should go in the ground by St Patricks, (17th March) but around here they're saying Good Friday.... Maybe it's because we're 500m above sea level. In any case last year I planted in March and got a wondrous crop, we'll have to wait and see what this year brings.