First roses

The joys of the May garden when you can wander out at 7:30pm, wave your phone around and get a blip. The roses are bursting forth. The sweet peas in the pot are pushing through, the sweet peas in the bed have tell tale snail paths and no babies growing. I have resorted to pellets. Just a few and just on that tiny bed. Bastard snails.

Supermarket shopping was a joy this evening (you know, comparatively). I started at the opposite end of the shop where all the lovely bottles of stuff are kept and went backwards. Much nicer way round.