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Garden
Open Day – or what a Blooming Weekend by Sylvia Salisbury
 The
first day dawned fresh and clear – Er well, actually, no it didn't. For the
beginning of June, it was unseasonably cold and wet. This was the culmination of
our own personal marathon; we had been growing plants for months. What had
seemed like a good idea, had now turned into an uphill battle just to keep
everything watered. At this point, I was not sure that being taught how to prick
out seedlings when I was five years old, was such a great idea!
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Our son Tom, pinned up his list of drinks that he
was selling from our mobile café – our caravan. He did a sterling job, raising
over £30 by himself. I think that he may have a career in catering, if he wants
one!
We opened up
for two days, and each day gave us the opportunity to meet some more of our
neighbours. It was a lovely positive thing to do, on what would have been
our daughter Ruth's 18th birthday. Altogether we raised over £400, quite a
lot of this was for plants that are now growing in the Chief executive's
garden - well I hope that they are still growing!
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