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Every Spring I say to myself  "Why is the garden so bare?  Why didn't I plant any bulbs last September?".  Not next year!  I have been to the garden centre.  I have bought tulips (some orange spiky ones called ballerina, some white and some yellow tulip shaped ones and some red spiky ones.  I was looking for some Captain Fryatt that they have in the botanic gardens but can't find a source, even on-line.  Ah well.).  Also assorted crocuses and daffodils. 

I also bought a bulb planter for a fiver, just on the off-chance that it might help.  Actually, it's quite good - even in our heavy clay soil I have been managing to screw it into the soil and create a hole of the relevant depth for planting.  Then you pop the bulb in, release the handle and the soil falls back on top of the bulb.  I reckon it saved me an hour or so this afternoon.

Anyway, I've got about half the bulbs in - more than 30 I think, all in their little holes.  The last hole I dug already had a couple of little daffodil bulbs in it, looking up in surprise as if to say "It's not time to get up yet, you know."  I hastily put the soil back on top.  I guess I should have split them up but they looked so cosy in the little hole together that I didn't like to.

So next Spring expect me to be asking "Why is the garden so bare?  Where are all the b********g tulips I killed myself planting in September?  Eh?" 

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every so often we plant stuff. the garden ignores it and grows whatever blows over from next door.