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June Drop

Tuesday 9th June, cold, grey and drizzly

It's that time of year. The weather has closed in, the skies are low and wet, the slugs, held at bay for a while by the cold winter, are rampant and the greenhouse, so full of hopeful beginnings in April, is now the home of gangling green tomatoes and refugees from the battlefield. One of my Japanese lantern plants seems to have decided to kill the other, so I've separated them, and the invalid isn't dead yet. On the little pear tree eight pears are still swelling, the grass under the laden plum tree is littered with small green lawn-mower killing pellets.

"People power sees off Supermarket Giant," says the Brighton Evening Argus, but if it's true Tescos have given up their plan to build a superstore in my neighbourhood I don't feel very victorious. I've read the Council's "Masterplan" for the regeneration of the London Road, and there's a hole the size of a departing elephant. Why on earth produce such a big fancy document, which must have cost a fortune full of warnings about pollution and reminders about all the sensible, vital restrictions on new developments, if the whole scheme was conditional on the covert pay off from mega-developers who were never going to get planning permission. Oh well. I'm sure it was fun putting all the pictures and flowcharts and all together.

I think there's still one frog alive in the pond, but its skin is red, and one eye white-blind. I can't think of anything to do, except one old trick; which I plan to try.

On a brighter note, here's a test of the new Midnight Lamp (soon to be officially posted on the Bold As Love pages)