Just been to the garden centre and selected my plants for three hanging baskets and six tubs. Colour scheme is scarlet and purple in front of the house (trailing surfinias, geraniums, verbena and petunias, with trailing bits of ivy) and in the back garden, peach and white to go with the absolutely ghastly orangey-painted fence. Also six bags of special compost, two tins of water-retaining gel and one large pot of granular slow-release feed pellets. Phew! Then, six bags of forest bark to put around the raised veggie beds. Keeps the weeds down a treat. But our greenhouse is now stuffed full. Daren't put these plants outside until all frosts are over, and there was a stiff one last night. I was a Very Good Girl at the garden centre, as the temptations are enormous. They had a whole new consignment of gorgeous jigsaws on country themes, farmyards, ploughing and canal boats etc. How I resisted I'll never know! Bit sad because there were loads and loads of Mothers' Day cards and presents, and my mum passed away years ago, and I'm not a mum myself. Never mind, it's only one day a year and I have many blessings in my life.