Happy Birthday to Me

It is nearly that time of year when the calendar clicks one day forward and I will be another year older.

In case I had forgotten the date various websites are starting to remind me and bestowing me with gifts that money cannot buy. Today's emails included:

• 10 points from PG tips for their Cuppa Club. As the monkey suggested I had a browse but nothing took my fancy.
• Brewer's Fayre would like to invite me in for a free meal. Not much of a celebration on my own though is it?
• One of my survey sites, knowing that I can sometimes be less than prompt in my responses just sent me this:

I will look foward to my present.

In the Greenhouse

At the risk of sounding like my Mother, there is something quite satisfying about potting up your geraniums in the greenhouse. Especially when it is pouring with rain.

24 tiny geraniums set out in the post on the 28th April and arrived  on 7th May. They all looked either weedy or past it. In my usual spirit of optimism I have put them all in pots - they are so tiny that 3 fit in each pot so they have company and can encourage each other to grow.