Ben Park

Think the term "orchard" is pushing it a bit. It’s 5 plants., a photo by benparkuk on Flickr.

That said, even with £10 postage, 5 trees (Bramley apple, Braeburn apple, pear, cherry and plum) for £50 isn’t bad.
The ones on screen are about 6ft tall, and they even come with suitable (admittedly plastic) pots.
Much as I mock these sort of channels (and I found it by flicking through looking for something to watch), it’s not a bad deal.

Ah..they’ve just done a breakdown. They’ve valued the pots at £25, and the trees (if bought separately) at only £15 each. Maybe could just buy the tree you want.

I’ve recently moved into a new houseshare. Not just new to me – new to all the people I’m living with. It was let as semi-furnished, so had a couple of fridges and a cooker, but no kettle or toaster. For a few days I made do with using the grill to make toast, but after several very-nearly-burnt-despite-standing-in-the-kitchen-with-it scenarios, a toaster was in order. As I bought the kettle, one of my housemates was going to buy the toaster. But being French, he was unaware of a major problem which must surely be causing distress right across the UK. (more…)

This week I’ve moved into a new house-share. I imagine I might write a few posts about that (*looks at the two draft ones he’s already started*).

I’m sharing currently with two Hungarian guys, and one Frenchman. There’s another room just been agreed by a girl (British, white), and when she moves in – that will be the house full. The Hungarian guys have been here a week, enjoyed a few days of unseasonably-glorious sunshine, and are now a bit bored/freezing as the cold weather has returned, and their National Insurance numbers haven’t turned up yet, to allow them to try and find work.

The Hungarians have hit upon the idea of going to a “discothèque” this weekend, and as the only ‘local’ in the house, they’ve asked me where a good one is. They also want me to go with them. I’ve told them immediately I hate clubs, dancing, and don’t drink. I couldn’t be less interested if they’d invited me to a live assassination, or a vegan restaurant (come on – there is NOTHING that doesn’t taste better with a bit of butter or honey rubbed all over it). (more…)