I'm thinking while I get a job done

Today's musing was on that vital question: Is growbag one word or two? A search on Google reveals the world to be evenly split. Indeed, some cop out of it altogether by using the description planting bag or some other term.

Anyway, the point is that I bought some today - a snip at 3 for £8 in the garden centre - and finally got round to transplanting the tomatoes into them. So now I have three Sungold variety plants and six Gardener's Delight. Two Sungold plants are outside in pots.

Let's hope they take off this year after the disappointing blight of last summer.

Did I say Gardener's Delight? That's a minefield as well - look it up and you'll see Gardener's Delight, Gardeners' Delight and even Gardeners Delight.

This growing lark is getting harder and harder.

Ain't she sweet?

Anyone want to buy a cat called Mish? She is out of favour after doing a wee on one of my growbags.

Phew, what a scorcher!

Tomatoes are in the growbags at long last. Three I've grown from seed and three seedlings I bought or Susan bought. They are in a corner of the conservatory with a wigwam contraption over them to deter the cat (hopefully).

As our heatwave continues, I wonder what copious watering means and why we don't have a hosepipe. The answer to the latter is that we have never managed to get a tap fixture that actually fitted. Perhaps we always aimed for cheap and got what we paid for.

Susan says you have to play it by ear when it comes to watering and I suppose it's exercise for me to keep going backwards and forwards to the kitchen to fill the watering can and bucket.