My spine jarred and a bolt of pain rushed through me. How am I expected to write, eat, drive, or watch television? Of course there’s always the toilet seat, that’s comfortable!Ī couple of days ago I was walking Stilton, my one year old Standard Poodle dog and was progressing down a steep grassy slope, when in a flash, my feet went from beneath me and I landed with a THUD on my coccyx.
A couple of days ago I had a little accident, and as a consequence I can’t sit down. Perhaps the tree is not such a poor design after all. The wasps, in particular are in heaven, and don’t even react when I accidentally pick one up in plum. Having taken a very small percentage, and having given some to the very excited chickens, the rest have fallen to the ground for the wasps, a few honey bees, and the butterflies. They are suppose to freeze okay, even whole, but since it’s a new experience, I’m not entirely certain they won’t go to mush. Maybe I could make plum sauce, but I am hopeless in the kitchen! So the only choice I have is to freeze them. I don’t eat jam, I’m not a big fan of chutney, and all of my friends have trees of their own. On top of that, I’ve been eating so many that I have developed permanent stomach ache! (No problems with constipation relating to my painful coccyx then!!!) So what’s the problem? The problem is that the plums drop from the tree over two weeks and they don’t store.
There are no grubs inside, which was a problem last year affecting the majority of fruit, the Victoria’s are as large as a hens eggs and deliciously sweet, and the Cambridge Gage tree is so bountiful the branches are bending over and touching the ground. I have two trees, a Victoria and a Cambridge Gage, and I must say this year has been the best I’ve ever had.
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