23rd April St
George’s Day
After an absolutely grotty day at work it was good to
vent frustration with some digging. My boss’s boss received an email about me
from someone who has only been with us a few weeks who alleges a ludicrous
action on my part which would be hard to explain the rhyme or reason of the
actions had they actually happened. The worst thing was that he was intent on
believing it despite the fact that I had witnesses to verify that the opposite
had occurred and the complainant was miles away at the time! I have been known
to my boss’s boss for 4 years and never given him reason to consider me
untruthful. This supreme lack of trust I find most hurtful. He is a person who
has made people cry after dealing with them but as he gets the job done, the
company are happy with him. It is interesting to observe that he surrounds
himself with young impressionable people that he can push around or older ones
who are the sort who are too shy to lift their heads to you in the corridor and
say a confident ‘hello’. This shows he doesn’t want anyone standing up to him –
no defiant types, a characteristic of many bullies. He had picked on the wrong
sort of person with me though. I started to defend myself and after his initial
protests that I was wrong, my insistence of the facts made him move on to
saying ‘lets move on from here’. Funny how it was an issue when he wanted me to
be wrong but as soon as he realises I’m standing my ground and won’t give in to
him it is a matter to be dropped. Instead he withdrew a perk of my job for a
thinly disguised ‘other' reason. I’m sure that despite his house out in the
sticks, he is not a gardening sort of fellow.
So there was I, shovelling the excess soil from
section 1 to section 2 at the allotment under the flag of St George with the
thought of slaying certain dragons firmly in my mind as I worked out my anger.
I bought a new snowdrop fuchsia for the back garden as
the one I raised from a tiny plug plant last year fell foul to the frost. I was
hoping to get another plug plant but they were out of them at Hilliers so I had
to settle for a potted-up one for £2.99. Mind you, with it being larger I can
take a few cuttings straight away.
I raked the beds level – well, sort of – and sowed 2
rows each of red and yellow poppies in section 1. I also made a mini raised bed
frame for the left end of section 2 where the main frame falls short. This will
be a small flower bed.
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