Somebody likes to photobomb any picture. This one is quite apt as he spends most of his time here. Digging stuff up, burying things and helping himself to any unfortunate vegetables which decide to grow here.
Yes I know it’s hardly Kew Gardens. I bet Kew doesn’t have as fine a collection of weed samples that we have… Maybe that could be our specialty. Our route to fame and fortune. Time to hug those weeds (all except those pesky nettles). And I bet Kew hasn’t had a banging crop like we have had so far this year. I don’t want to brag but so far we have had 2 radishes, 3 tiny leaves of spinach and one deformed spring onion. Eat your heart our Kew….
“Dad I’ve not a new school project to do. Take some photos of things your mum or dad or family are good at. Mum was good at so many things. Where do we start with you…”
I take that cheeky grin and that knowing look as an indication that either you are so impressed with the range of my talents or in fact you think that I am a complete muppet at everything.
“Ok Miss Piggy any ideas what I could use as examples of your talent?”
The garden
“Really. Our neighbours have perfect gardens and we have lots of weeds.”
What about cooking
“Dad your shortcrust pie last night was stronger and tougher than Captain America’s Shield. “
Hairdressing
“Have you seen my hair…”
Ok my sewing, remember that knee patch I put on your trousers
“At one stage you sewed your finger onto the trousers. When you got the patch finally on you managed to sew through to the back of the leg as well. You suddenly made the trouser leg only one foot long.”
That was a classic. I’m good at DIY. I put your shelf up.
“It fell off the wall two hours later.”
But while it was on the wall it was perfectly level.
“You know what Dad I have thought of a family talent. I’m off to photograph the gerbils shred a cardboard box.”
So with another humiliation to add to my growing repertoire let’s get back to the photo. The pink rose next to the wall is so special to us. It came from a small cutting which came from my partners childhood garden. It’s a precious link with the past. Yes it’s getting on quite a bit now. Aren’t we all. I only wish I was still looking as good as this rose. To look that good after all those years is some talent.