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On Overheating and Plans for the Flowerpot People

What a difference a day makes! Just a few short days ago, I was all wrapped up in my warm winter coat and gloves, even sporting my pink woolly bobble hat which makes me look like a garden gnome. It really was that cold down on Worthing sea-front - the sun might have been shining but the wind was keen.


Then yesterday, hey, the sun was out and it was warm. Now that’s a word we have almost forgotten, it having fallen out of use for most of the month of May. So warm it was that I actually came across a shirtless fella mowing his front lawn on my way to the shops. It wasn’t a pretty sight. Well, the lawn didn’t look too bad, to be fair, in all its stripey green-ness.


Even more alarming, while sitting out in the back garden a little later in the day, chatting to my youngest daughter on our weekly Family Zoom, my IPad suddenly turned itself off, declaring itself to be dangerously hot. In case I might be unable to read Plain English, the warning was accompanied by a picture of a large thermometer and the single word “Emergency”. Honestly, I didn’t know whether to panic or call the Fire Brigade. Instead I took myself and my dangerously over-heated IPad into the kitchen where I FaceTimed my daughter on my mobile phone to reassure her that I was safe and sound. She hadn’t been worrying, you will be pleased to hear, having assumed I must have pressed the wrong button or something....


While sitting in the garden awaiting the start of Family Zoom, I found myself thinking ahead to a fortnight’s time when the Room Outdoors Project is due to start. You will be hearing much more of this in future blogs - just an advance warning, you understand. Anyway, sitting there under the tamarisk tree, with wispy branches tickling my neck, I realised that I would have to do a fair amount of removal work before Handy Andy and his side-kick arrive. The whole patio area would need to be cleared, ready for action. Where, I wondered, would I put everything where it would be (i) safe and (ii) out of the way? Among the items requiring safe passage somewhere else in the back garden were (i) our garden table and six chairs; (ii) five large (and consequently heavy) pots in which a variety of treasured plants are living; (iii) a similar number of pots in which nothing is growing - yet; and (iv) the two extra large flower pots containing plants for our Annual Sunflower Competition between Mr B and me.


Even more importantly, there are the three Flowerpot People belonging to the Rascally Trio. To understand just how important these are, you need to know that Young Faris refers to them as “Our People.” At the moment they stand proudly against the back wall, surveying the garden from a position of prominence as befits their undoubted status. I haven’t yet had the heart (or the gumption) to break it to them that they are going to have to move if they don’t want to find themselves buried under the decking.


I am going to have to enlist support for the removal of the heavy pots to a Place of Safety. Fortunately for me, if not for them, I have two of my three Sons-in-Law visiting over the next week. Rules is Rules (husband of the Middle of the Darling Daughters) is coming on Tuesday while Dunk’em Dave (husband of the Youngest of the Darling Daughters) will be here next Sunday. I do always feel guilty expecting visitors to carry out the tasks I find difficult when really they should be here simply for the chat, the company, the love and the laughter. 


I won’t expect them to move the Flowerpot People. I have decided to leave that to the Rascally Trio when they arrive on Tuesday. I will explain the situation to them and ask them to decide whereabouts in the garden their People will be happiest. Then they can each carry the chair in which their own Flowerpot Person sits to its new position. I rather hope the Trio all decide on the same position as I wouldn’t like to see the Flowerpot People split up. It would be just too, too sad.


I have all manner of ideas for the Room Outdoors, some of which may actually become reality. One thing is for certain - whatever happens next there will always be room in my back garden for the Flowerpot People.


To quote that famous song from the musical West Side Story: “There’s a place for us / somewhere a place for us...”

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23.04 | 20:15

lovely and heartwarming - an inspiration to us all x

09.03 | 12:07

Love this story told as ever beautifully.x

10.11 | 21:31

What a super account of a special event. I loved meeting you last night and seeing your creation come together. I’m so pleased you got so much from the activity

07.09 | 13:17

I have broad shoulders x

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