She's Here! The Greenhouse Has Landed!
A Very Early Friday Morning and a Very Large Delivery Well. I did not expect that. When I say early — I mean early . Most of Friday morning I was still half asleep, which for me at this time of year is not unusual. The body clock does what it wants. But I was not expecting a knock at that particular hour, and I was certainly not expecting what was sitting on the front when I opened the door. The greenhouse. She'd arrived. Now. I had been told Friday. Halls had said Friday and I had been quietly counting down the days like a child at Christmas — which at 60 years old I'm not even slightly embarrassed about, because this greenhouse has been a long time coming and the base has been sat there waiting patiently for what feels like forever. The base has been ready. I have been ready. The only thing missing was the greenhouse itself. And there it was. Boxes. three of them. All stacked up and looking very impressive indeed in that way that flat pack always does before you actuall...
