Massacre

For the last three months I’ve been merrily planting a shed load of seeds along my 34m bank, yes, 34m.
On returning from Berlin I was looking forward to watching them grow from my front row seat on the sofa.
Whilst I was away in Berlin , my lovely boyfriend, as a surprise, merrily weeded all 34m. Very kind until I went outside today to discover that these nameless seedlings are the ONLY survivors of his cull. Despite the clearly defined markers, obvious clusters, non weedlike appearance.
We’re talking 8 seedlings left out of at least 800 potential plants.... It’s like the flipping Somme!
How to be angry when he thought he was doing good??
Vent on Blip???