Friday, 18 May 2012

Chelsea Flower Show

Chris Beardshaw and Furzey garden at Chelsea flower show
Well they made it. The tiny things are at the greatest Flower show in the whole wide world. I had been watching out for Hubert and the zeplin in but had not heard a squeak or slurp from that snail or the gang of giggling tiny things.

 That was until when walking past Chris Beardshaw's wonderful garden I saw what looked at first like a grey bin bag flapping in the wind firmly snagged on Chris's thatched building.  Squinting up at the thing I spied lots of tiny things flapping about and pulling what I thought must surely be Hubert's Lorry.
Huber'ts lorry stuck on top of Chris Beardshaw's building

 I enquired respectfully of the Reverent Tim and  Chris if I might climb up the building and rescue Hubert the snail and the rest of the motley gang.
A very worried snail at the Chelsea flower show

 The Furzey gardens folk could have not been more helpful. Cutting the remains of the tattered flying machine and Lorry down and putting them gently on the beautiful garden. Well let me tell you I was so ashamed of those terrors. Without even a thank you they all shot off into the new planting and refused to come out. Chris shouted after Hubert that if he found one hole in a hosta e would employ a gang of cut throat blackbird assassins to rout them from the garden.
Well for two days I heard banging of tiny hammers and furious digging.
Hubert met me by a little pond while collecting blossom in a cart and told me of their plans.
Hubert takes a break

 It all sounded jolly good and he reassured me no hostas would be harmed because , as they were away from home, they would live on burger and chips.
Finally the tiny things  pulled back some ferns to show us their little door and garden and a mighty fine home it was.

Well done all


Tuesday, 1 May 2012

They're Off!

Well, it's finally happened:  a few tiny things have left Furzey Gardens for the Chelsea Flower Show and I have my doubts they will get to London...
Apparently their answer to the transport problem was solved while Hubert, the snail, was chatting to  Clive, the handysnail.
Hubert asked him if, maybe he had seen a rocket fly over, an explosion or a burnt frog?
'No!' said Clive,  'Why do you ask?' Hubert went on to tell the sad tale of rocket Branson and his unknown fate. Clive nodded while this tale was told and then told hubert that he had dabbled with flight, trying many very dangerous modes, but in the end had conquered the skies with a huge airship!
Furzey gardens of to chelsea flower show

He told, how for many years he had moved Lady Daphany's shrubs around the garden. Well, low and behold, the airship was serviceable and could quite easily move Hubert's Lorry and plants.  So, on Tuesday 1st, many snails gathered with the tiny things at Clive's workshop.
furzey fairies fly to chelsea flower show

They connected ropes and, under the instruction of Clive, they floated out of Lady Daphany's garden and into the clouds!  They soard up and up and then were gone!
of to chelsea flower show in an airship
I had no idea a Zeppelin could fly so high - Furzey must have looked like a freckle on an old mans face!
Furzey garden fairies and snails  and tiny thingson their way to chelsea flower show

You might ask why I am always so pessimistic concerning tiny inventions, well, let me tell you the reason in this case... When I asked Clive what he had made the Zeppelin out of,  he replied, 'Oooh, when I re-roofed Diarmuid Hall, I had lots of old bendy metal left-over, it was perfect!'
Oh no! I think I know where this is going...!!
I am also popping up to Chelsea to help the students at Minstead Training Project and Furzey Gardens, so I will report back if they arrive!
Kind regards,