As I read the news yesterday there was this young lad stating simply that he had only used cash twice this year, and that really all he used was a card to get everything. Then, maybe in the same article, an old man sitting at a table without food and drink and the customers questioning why? Simply put he did not have a Smart phone with the necessary app for ordering. The changeover to a cashless society will cause complications sadly and it is at the bottom of society this will be felt more keenly. I am not sure even how to find an app or use it.
The woman from the moving firm came down a couple of days ago, here it will be bank transfer, something I do easily. She came I presume to measure the miles (85 miles) and what was taken and to judge whether I needed a small van or larger one. Jen totted up the furniture I was taking, so I will have to keep within the bounds, we discussed storage and decided on the storage unit with the larger lift for taking my stuff. Storage is a bit of a worry, for instance I just took up some new knitting, but where are my size 4 needles, which box for goodness sake?
As things disappear into boxes they disappear from my mind and always I question do I really need that. Next weekend Paul's boys come down with a van to take some of his stuff, all the furniture will probably have to go to some sort of charity such as St.Catherine, a hospice, they have retail shops selling larger items.
It rains at night leaving the garden slightly damp, I haven't put many photos on my blogs recently, probably because I have been playing round with the cameras on my phone and tab. But the rose 'Rosamunda' has put forth a lovely stripey rose and the other rose bushes are putting forth their pink blushes, against the blue of the ceanothus.
The kitchen door is open for the cat, she always comes in in the morning and winds himself round my legs till I get cross. If one day my blog does not appear it will be because he has tripped me to an untimely death. Outside all of the bustling bird life chatters to itself. The starlings have a nest under the pub roof with noisy young. The sparrows flit around the stone driveway like so many leaves. Thrushes and blackbirds haunt the lawns for grubs, finches and all members of the tit family fly through and the woodpecker is to be seen hanging from the nut receptacle.
In this photo you will see the problem of creeping buttercup that has hit this bed with such fury. Last year I spent battling three large Virginia creepers on the fence, it is almost as bad as Russian Vine, so giving up gardening will be a relief. When it becomes a battlefield give up!
This is such a warm spot in the garden the ceanothus enjoys it with its back to the wall.
The Jam and Jerusalem rose got sick this year, looks like yellow jaundice ;), but I have cut the heart out of it and hopefully it will recover. The one below is as prolific as ever.