A rebel without a clue.

Caught the bus from Deerstone Ridge. X99 a Sunday service this bank holiday. Same all weekend I suppose. Saw Andy before I departed from the allotment and I probably will bump into him on Friday afternoon after I've walked back to Wetherby from Leeds on the morrow... Need one proper day walking distance without Lola, who can't do more that two hours really now she's seven, and I've not walked from my flat for ages. Usually I walk from Wetherby to Roundhay. Tomorrow I could do the Meanwood Valley Way and link it to Wyke Ridge in Harewood Park? *** Upstairs now as the back of downstairs smells badly of mould: it's an old bus. I recall the same smell on this bus. It's the purple and aquamarine awfulness from ten plus years ago. *** Got back to the flat, did two washes: one of walking stuff and one of bathroom stuff... Made a simple rice dish for lunch and I should finish it for supper. Made porridge for the morning. No alcohol today. Will have a proper walk tomorro...

Second day of June and it's wall to wall blue sky. After I've abluted this morning I am spending a considerable time on the allotment. I've got these blue corn kernels which I feel I need to plant now the weather is improving. I will have to protect them from pigeons, etc, but I've plenty of chicken wire which I can lay over or I can use the netting tunnel I didn't know I had. *** Yesterday Lola and I walked from Sicklinghall to Wetherby via Spofforth, Crimple Beck and Kirk Deighton. Afterwards she was exhausted, but she enjoyed running through the wheat and barley fields (and I felt better mentally for having had a long walk). Leaving her at 42 I went out for a couple of hours trying to finish the Graham Greene novel I've been reading End of the Affair . Mum didn't realise that I'd not fed her so Lola was going crazy at her around five! She normally has her second meal at 3! Poor girl must've thought she was being punished! If dogs even consider tho...

Twenty four hours without any beer. Yesterday I kind of struggled to get straight back from the allotment to my mum's, but I did. With a couple of strawberries (loads of white ones on the allotment) and a bunch of onions I returned. From the onions I made soup out of what I could salvaged from the bolted few I'd dug up - using a pressure cooker to speed up the process and break down the fibres.  What's left in the kitchen are the equivalent of large spring onions, but they aren't bolted! I've been reading into why the onions on the allotment are 'bolting', which is when they send out a flower stalk and don't produce the layers of a conventional onion, and apparently onion 'sets' are more likely to do so over onion grown from seed as they are less tolerant of variations in weather. Since winter sprung into spring the temperature has been very variable - the last week temperature at night has struggled to get over 8°C all week and day time temperat...