Whinge Bitch Moan

This article bought a frustrated tear to my eye this morning.

No pasta sauce will be bubbling in my kitchen from my freshly homegrown tomatoes. Oh no. Because two of my tomato plants have given up the ghost. 80% of the tomatoes on the vine (still green) have been picked over by rodents. Actually heartbreaking. Have ripped out two plants and pruned the remaining ones and staked them (again). And laid some rat traps, which this morning were devoid of peanut butter bait, and regrettably, also devoid of rat corpses.

Feeling pissed off and jealous of S at work and all the nonnas and hipsters who apparently have a GLUT of fresh delicious tomatoes. For all my efforts I have precisely zip.

Fuck you tomatoes, I didn’t need you anyway.


Things I have learned this week

  • If you spray caterpillar killing spray stuff on a new tomato plant, said tomato plant will wither and die within 3-4 days. Fact.
  • The vet at FTG is lovely and canine vax are not actually that expensive for 65 kg of pure dog. (Although George’s provenance still very much a mystery.)
  • The hype surrounding The Force Awakens is actually rather awesome, and it’s not hard to stay spoiler free right now (although this may change in the next two days).
  • ‘Empire’ mag is still as readable as ever (see above).
  • Tony Abbott is like a cockroach you just can’t kill, or a possum you just can’t keep out of your garden. (Why TF is he still getting airtime? No one cares that he bought a fridge on gumtree. I’ve bought dozens of things on ebay. See? No one cares.)
  • There are still people, in the corporate world, who still rant, rave, send rude ranty raving emails, and think this will do minimal harm to their career / their work relationships. (I know.)
  • Bridge Road still has some good bargains but you have to hunt around a bit more than you did in 2005.
  • Stay organised, plan in advance, and you can conquer anything (e.g. fitting into red silk dress you bought for 30th, organising xmas presents, organising weddings, etc)
  • The new fitbit strap is not quite as robust as its predecessor. As a result, I am sans fitbit. The horror!