The seedlings have sent roots through the bottom of their little pots, so it's now or never....

Today was the day I hoped we would put Beema into her new home but can you guess what the weather is doing??...well it's pants. Rain, wind, chilly and not the sort of day you want to be out on a boat not having sailed seriously for over two years...all is forgiven Mike and we will just take it as it comes. Sarah called to say they can be last minute.com for doggie sitting and I really appreciate that support. I shared our experience at the motor factors with Sarah and we always just end up shrugging it all off and saying ..."that's France for you"...Mike did however call a chap in the UK who specialises in the gear box we have and as it happens, and isn't life just rich with surprises and co-incidences, but Kevin, bloke in the UK, keeps his boat here in Carentan and has an oil filter to put in the post today, amazing. The end of Mike's long and pricey phone call was "lets get together for a half pint" ( you can't buy a pint or even a litre of beer without going up twice with your little glass.) It is conceivable that we have made a friend who is a dab hand and expert with our gear box and we are hoping that he will be a jolly nice fella to boot. With the rain watering all that we have done so far in the gardens we both took our stations, me in the poly and Mike in the potting shed and started pricking out our seedlings to let them loose in more soil and sunlight. It is seven oclock and Mike is just walking in so a full and satisfying day despite the inclement weather. Tomorrow we dig over the broad bean patch the seedlings have sent roots through the bottom of their little pots, so it's now or never....