Wednesday 13th September 2006

My new investment doesn't seem to be faring too well in the garden. Louise said it looked dead. I informed her it was in its 'dormant' phase. 'Still looks dead to me' she said. Must admit it looked pretty sad propped up by a stick on like a drunk on someones's shoulder. I'd found the sunniest spot in the garden like it had said in the leaflet. Trouble is there'd been nothing but rain since I bought it. The cats also use the spot as a toilet. I reckon I'd need a thousand of these to make a bottle of wine. But the vine in the back garden is symbolic. My idea has been planted. There's no going back.