Oh dear!

I wish I could say that this had been hideously complicated.

It isn’t and wasn’t.

A few slug pellets in the Spring (for which I said several dozen Hail Marys as a penance),

a deep protective mulch in the Autumn

and a warm wall.

As Nigella would smugly say, delivering yet another delicious confection to her waiting guests, ‘It was quite ridiculously easy and the work of minutes!’

But it was yesterday’s ‘look at me!’ in the garden.

And I did.

Several times.

R

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