Rain fucks up everything

pissingYuck. We had our moment in the sun (er, 8 days). Now we’re back to what Britain does best: Wet, wild and windy.

It’s always a pain in the arse, but this time it could have been fatal: Poor old Prince Philip obviously got sick standing out all day in the rain on Sunday. No 90-year-old should be expected to endure that. Why couldn’t the poor old bastard sit at home with a cup of tea and a Hobnob?

Gardening is back on hold. After 8 days of lusty growth, every plant on the plot has gone back into a sulk. As have I.

Is there anything this country’s weather can’t spoil?

6 Responses to “Rain fucks up everything”

  1. Kath Says:

    If it is any comfort which I doubt we’re having the same weather in Seattle. Steady rain all day with no end in sight and an average temperature around 12C..making it 10-15 degrees colder than average. My tomatoes are beyond sulking and are trying to move back into the house. The lettuce and beans rotted and the crows got the corn. If I was sane I would throw up my hands and quit.

  2. Soilman Says:

    Know exactly how you feel Kath

  3. altadenahiker Says:

    No rain fucks up everything, too.

  4. Soilman Says:

    You are of course right, Altadenahiker. I should probably learn some gratitude. Or something.

  5. Simon Says:

    The rain seems to have kept the black-fly off my beans and the Colorado beetles off the spud <- note singular … all potato plants except one have been eaten away just below the surface by the evil Wühlmäuse (voles). I have even seen one this year and it was very cute. And a bit fat looking.

    Along the lines of altadenahiker, I'd rather have too much rain than not enough.

  6. Soilman Says:

    Colorado beetle?? Sub-soil voles!?!?

    Jeez, Simon, you have problems I can only begin to imagine. I feel a whole lot better!