So, isn’t cellulitis fun?

I suspect that prior to this year I’ve had it perhaps three times, though the second an third weren’t that big a deal and my body dealt with it before it really got a hold. The first time was a bit scary as I didn’t really know what was happening. I was out in the veg plot after lunch one day and suddenly my muscles all started to convulse, having felt absolutely fine not two minutes earlier. I ended up almost crawling back to the house, going to bed for twenty-four hours and on the following Monday, having woken up with a hugely swollen foot and lower leg, was prescribed heavy-duty penicillin with instructions to not pass “GO” and go straight to hospital if it got any worse. Fortunately it didn’t and in a week I was up and about again, though rather entertainingly the top layer of skin peeled off my entire lower leg as though I’d had a bad case of sunburn.

In January I had a bad case again. This time it kicked off just as I was contemplating going to bed. I suddenly felt very tired and got upstairs to the bedroom at which point I was again suffering quite wild convulsions which rapidly turned in to a raging fever once I managed to get into bed. Knowing the drill at this point, I contacted the local doctor who again prescribed heavy duty penicillin from just looking at a couple of photos of my leg — I didn’t even have to attend the surgery. My fever had really taken a hold at that point however and I woke up at one point almost swimming in my own sweat. It was horrible. I don’t think I’ve been so bad even when I had genuine flu.

In retrospect however, the most scary thing was that I’d started to hallucinate. Not just those odd little “imagining you’re seeing things” hallucinations that you sometimes get when you’re sleep-deprived however. I’d started to create an entire new reality. I only remembered it later on, perhaps because at the time I was trying to explain what was going on in this utterly nonsensical world to my wife (who I’m now fairly sure wasn’t actually even there). I was quite shocked that my brain could have invented this utterly implausible new reality that I completely bought into at the time regardless of the fact that it made no sense at all. It’s certainly given me a little insight into how some people who have got themselves into that sort of state can then make decisions to do things that make no sense to a rational person.

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Latest list of jobs advert hates

This list seems to get longer every day, but what can you do (other than not apply for the job)? So, in no particular order, here goes…

  • Requiring good communication skills when the advert uses poor English or hasn’t been properly proof-read (unless you’re looking to employ a proof-reader 🙂
  • Stating the job is “fully remote” and then adding “(within London)” or somesuch
  • An ad that is really just marketing fluff and doesn’t actually say what the job is or what skills will be required
  • A job description that doesn’t match the list of skills required
  • Not giving the sector in which the prospective employer does business
  • Trying to hide the fact that the employer is really just a body-shop
  • Not giving at least an approximate location for the employer
  • Demanding “skills” that are not actually skills
  • Describing a job as “exciting” or similar when, honestly, it’s really not
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Memory Lane, 26th October 2022: A different kind of harvest

My compost bins have been slowly gaining a roof of corrugated plastic sheet and a gutter to collect the run-off. Today it was time to play with the 3d printer again, and produce this

It’s a downpipe rain collector/filter. (Hopefully) clean water comes off via the yellow hose, whilst excess and rubbish should get washed out of the bottom via a downpipe that I have yet to connect. The water from the yellow pipe is collected in this old 1250 litre (275 gallon) oil tank that I picked up from Freecycle.

At present it is supported on concrete blocks so the tap is high enough to get a bucket/watering can underneath. I don’t know if that will be stable enough, so I may need to change it later.

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No dig diary, 26th March 2024

It appears that I may have an muscle injury impinging on a nerve for my left arm, which has slowed me down today. On the positive side it doesn’t really stop me doing anything, but it is constantly nagging at me and causing random pains up and down my arm. Still… stuff gotta get done…

So, starting off with something easy I got rid of all the volunteer potatoes that had sprouted in one bed. It’s a bit shocking how many I missed last Summer, really. I lifted a few bunches of salad onions that have over-wintered too and sorted them into ones that weren’t big enough to eat (which went on the compost) and ones worth keeping. I have a couple more patches too, and I’ll get to those shortly otherwise they’ll start to fatten up. After that I spread more compost on the beds. Not much more than that, but it’s progress. One positive note is that some beds had two dressings of compost last year, because I used the second to “earth up” the potatoes. So I needn’t do those again, which reduces the area I need to cover by almost a quarter.

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I’ll just leave this here

I don’t believe any further commentary is required.

North Korea TV censors Alan Titchmarsh’s trousers

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Memory Lane, 26th October 2022: Zombie caterpillar

I’ve not noticed this before, but it seems to have been a pretty good year for Large White caterpillars and therefore presumably for their predators. I was confused as to what was going on at first, what the little yellow “eggs” were and why the caterpillar hadn’t pupated.

After a bit of research I discovered that the “eggs” are not eggs, but pupae cases themselves, for Cotesia glomerata, a small wasp that parasitises the caterpillar. The parent wasp injects its eggs into the caterpillar and when the larvae hatch they “take over the mind” of the caterpillar. Having had it take them to somewhere “safe” to pupate, they eat their way out of the caterpillar and it even defends them from predators until it finally expires.

Quite horrifying in a way, but I often feel that Large Whites particularly don’t deserve a good end 😀 Even more astonishing perhaps is the fact that the wasp in question is also parasitised by two additional wasps.

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No dig diary, 24th March 2024

I already feel so far behind with this year thanks to the weather. But what can you do when the veggie plot makes the Somme look like a Forest School mud kitchen? So despite the fact that I should already have planted out the early potatoes and the peas, this afternoon I finally got around to preparing the bed they’re going to go into.

I spread a 50/50 mix of council green waste compost and my own home-made compost over the bed, raking it to around 5cm/2″ deep. The forecast rain tomorrow should settle it down and if the weather is better then I can start planting later in the week.

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More grass to the compost

And my son’s GCSE notes, as it happens.

Poor weather is forecast for tomorrow so it was a major rush just to get through a first cut of all the grass today. But we managed it. Sadly, whilst I was tidying stuff out of the way whilst my daughter followed on with the mower, I disturbed this (robin?) nest hidden inside a discarded tarpaulin

I reassembled it as best I could, but I suspect I may have been too late. I’m not sure it would have survived anyhow unfortunately, as it was not very far off the ground and once the chicks hatched and started making a noise the cats would have been all over it 🙁

All the clippings went into the compost bin mixed, as I said, with my son’s remaining GCSE notes which he doesn’t think he’ll need any more given that he’s finishing his degree in a matter of months.

I left it an hour and put the thermometer in.

I imagine that’s going to be pretty toasty tomorrow morning.

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Last of the 2023 apple juice

It’s not done too badly. Pressing was late November, and whilst I did press quite a bit of juice not all of it was frozen for drinking straight. But today I opened the very last bottled. No more until the Autumn. I’m slightly sad.

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Memory Lane, 20th October 2022: Beekeeper to the rescue

I received a phone call from the owner of the farm where I keep some hives. The council have been cutting back some trees between his hedge line and the road. In particular, this oak which I think was partly dead.

I imagine the tree surgeon doing the work (from a cherry picker) got something of a surprise when he cut off one of the limbs, right into a hollow that was occupied by bees, hence the call from the farmer. I arrived to find the branch lying in his field about ten metres away from the tree.

There were none left around the tree, so I assume they’d found there way back to the rest of the colony. Remember that “three feet or three miles” rule? I’m beginning to suspect that it’s “mostly guidelines”.

Closer inspection showed plenty of bees inside the hollow, and comparing that part of the branch with the piece that had been cut off first clearly the tree surgeon had the incredible fortune to cut through right at the very top of the cavity, leaving no sign in the other part, meaning there was probably a fair chance of a queen being present and in good health.

I felt there wasn’t much I could really do that would make anything any better so late in October though, so I closed off what had been the top of the colony with some ply and added another piece to try to keep the rain off that. If they make it through to the Spring then we’ll see what can be done then.

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