Bogsville Goes Green

Mrs B's gone green. No, not a hair job that went wrong. Recycling green. She's bought a shredder with vicious whirring cutting blades and someone's delivered four giant composter bins and a huge green thing on wheels for carting rubbish around.

I'm keeping very quiet at the moment. I have an awful suspicion that if I say the wrong thing I might get a closer look at those vicious, whirring, cutting blades and bits might just end up in the four giant composter bins.

I'm not sure where the huge green thing on wheels for carting rubbish about comes into it.

Nerve Engine

I know this is barefaced promotion but I just pushed my earplugs in again and cranked up the volume on Rationale and Distance by Nerve Engine. Still almost like family.

The beans are coming on. Mix up the viagra in the watering can and just water in well.

Thought I'd send a flower to you all while I was in the garden avoiding those vicious, whirring, cutting blades.