Enough is Enough.

I am tired of all the repeats of the repeats of the best of the repeats of the results of Brexit.
I personally do not think that the majority was big enough to start proceedings to leave.
 BUT I do not want to read another endless whine about it.
 So the Labour MP,s are leaving, okay, it is a free world so just go. Do not drone on about it, I do not particularly care why they went I have left jobs on a whim and for good reason, lots of people do.
Shut up and get on with the rest of your lives.
Whatever happens the world will still keep turning, half of us will be on a diet the rest will either be thin or obese.
Some of us will be crafting, some will be grafting and some will be skiving.
The sun will shine or it won't. It will rain or we will have drought.
Night will still follow day and some of us will still be walking the night away with the glazed eyes of the insomniac. ( Ben will still be snoring while I pace.)

I am a bit peeved that I can not find the exact zips that I want without paying an arm and a leg for them. I do not whinge, I have altered my idea to fit what I WILL afford. No way will I pay over £5 for a zip.

My tall peas are full of flower and thin pods, I look every day waiting for the first fat pods. The mange tout are in flower. I expect them to suddenly produce more pods than I can possibly cope with. The Rocket potatoes in buckets are wonderful, each is giving me enough for 2 meals and a gift.
My spring cabbage is sweet and crisp, just as good raw as steamed.
The carrots are not quite ready yet but the strawberries are bountiful. I could make jam but still have 5 jars from last year, so I am eating them warm from the plant, what sacrifices we gardeners have to make.
Ben has had a bath and is lying in a sunny patch, snoring his head off. He has chicken and veg for his dinner tonight. I am having my spicy chickpeas and mushrooms on a bed of lightly steamed cabbage. I am quite off meat just now.
Not a bad thing really, I watched a program last night about healthy diets across the world. We did not fare too well, all the better ones had a very low amount of meat, much more fish than we eat but many times more veg, fruit and whole grains.
 I already eat in a similar fashion but will do some more research. It was awful to see that the Designer Chefs have pushed the price of Quinoa out of reach of the people who grow it, I am surprised that it is not farmed in this country, I was growing it many years ago when I had a large garden. 
There is also the weed I know as Fat Hen, it produces tall spikes absolutely loaded with seeds, during the last war years these seeds were dried and ground to a flour consistency, my Granny did it and used it half and half with wheat flour.
There, now look what I have done, fell off the soap box and wandered off up the garden path.
Better make a brew before I go chop mushrooms for dinner.


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