Work this weekend

Around our garden there is a hawthorn hedge that has been allowed to get a little too big. It is my ambition to cut it down to size before it takes over the whole garden and eventually ... the world.
This would be a nice physical job to do after being in a hospital office all week if it wasn't for the THORNS. My hands are like a pincushion!

The wind up radio on the frame of the compost heap is playing 'Just a Minute' with my favourite Paul Merton winning as ever.

And now for a very surreal shot of the other thing I have been making this weekend - a 'man apron' for Owen who has discovered a real talent for cooking thanks to Jamie and Nigel but didn't want to have his photo taken wearing it.

So here is the apron and the tangled old hawthorn hedge (and the horse chestnut tree John grew from one of Grandad's conkers) on the tailors dummy that Martha found in a charity shop for a fiver.  Surreal like I said.

PS - The man apron gets its first trial - and it works!

Comments

[Lucy Locket]

Wow Katie, I'm impressed with your hawthorn-trimming - I hope your hands feel better soon! Owen's apron looks perfect. Have you got Jamie's new book yet? I'm going to cook his chicken, potato and tomato dish for supper tonight - wish me luck! Lucy x

[Lindsay]

My sympathy to your pin cushion fingers. Love the man apron!

[Tash]

Love the man-apron. Especially as men in the kitchen seem to be messy creatures! The bread looks delicious, tell Owen he's a star!

[little jenny wren]

You are brave attempting to tame the hawthorn hedge. Love the apron in the garden, it looks like an art installation.