So the builders have finished and I'm getting in the first of the raised beds. I'm putting in four of the main beds, so I'll be growing potatoes, carrots, leeks, onions, garlic, neeps and cabbages. No photos until it's done because right now it all looks fuck-ugly.
This is being hampered somewhat by the fact that I bashed myself in the hand with a sledgehammer yesterday. The right hand. The hand that was holding the sledgehammer. I'm actually impressed. It's swollen, turning purple, two fingers are lacerated, but no bones are broken.
Having bugger all else to do this weekend, I'm thinking I'll jump the train down to Egham for a night at the opera, the new one about the Ap-ocalypse.
Until next time.
Edit: apparently my hand's a mess. The joints function but I've got periosteal cracks, weakened tendons, an injured pollical system, the ulnar nerve got banged up pretty good. 4 weeks light duties: no heavy lifting, no heat, no xbox; lest I give myself a crippled hand.