Look at what some idiot did to one of the waxflowers I bought at Ceres.
I planted this under the fig tree, then a couple of days later the chickens scratched it up. I was about to replant it when I saw this.
I rung them and they’ll refund me the money. Trouble is, I’m never there. It’s on the other side of town, in Northcote. Still, I’ve got my name in their book and another son who’s chosen to do a VCE subject by correspondence so I’ll be out there in the new year, taking a day off to take him to a seminar.
Very annoying though. If the chooks hadn’t dug it up I would never have known and the plant would’ve strangled to death. Now I’ve taken the little plastic pot off, severely haircutted it and replanted it with more protection from the gerls.
On the bright side, I’m getting lots of jobs done these holidays. I wrote A LIST.