Not evicted!

Well, our landlord came to inspect us yesterday. We were slightly worried what they’d make of the 5 demijohns of wine, plastic bottles full of other suspicious-looking home-brew and the sheep fleeces in the study, or whether they’d agree that ‘maintaining the character of the garden’ could accommodate the acquisition of a dalek and the depositing of wine boxes with salad in them in every available space, but Scientist Boyfriend said they were ever so impressed we were growing so much stuff and that I’d made 10 jars of jam and agreed to all our requests to tinker around with the garden and put up curtains.

So, I’m allowed to dig out the spindly-looking fern out and replace it with something. Scientist Boyfriend wants veg, I want things for bees. Or we might put some fruit bushes in, so future tenants will benefit too. We’re also allowed to put in a water butt. I wonder if this will mean we’re doomed to get no rain and thus counteract the summer-destroying effects of the garden table, or if the weather pixies will get so confused about which to avenge us for that order in the cosmos will break down…

Now I have to figure out how to turn the curtains in our cupboard into something that will fit on our window before next winter. Hmmm….