On Tuesday I was supposed to have my right eye seen to but the Junior Doctors were on strike (a strike I fully support) so instead of being in hospital I joined Partner-who-loves-tea and Son-who-watches-films. The former hired a van so we could go to Shrewsbury to pick up a cross-trainer we had had got from E-bay. The trip was uneventful and on the way back P-w-l-t drove the van down some narrow lanes near Hadnall to the Country Garden Roses tea rooms. (As a demonstration of P-w-l-t’s driving skills a small saloon car in front of us managed to go off the road into the ditch in front of us but we had no problems!! Fortunately the car got back on the road OK.)
The plant centre is in the grounds of Black Birches House which is said to date as far back as the twelfth century though I could find out little about it.
A Jay greeted us as we drove into the garden centre and this Collared Dove was hoping for some scraps at the outside tables but it was too cold to eat outdoors despite the intermittent sunshine.
This part of the house is dated 1880.
The journey took us past many fields of Rape, a crop which did not exist in anything like such quantities when I was young, so far as I can recall.
Some of the trees have their Spring plumage like this Oak which is usually one of the later tree to come out.
Both Blackthorn and Hawthorn were in flower at the roadsides.
My eye operation is now scheduled for Friday 29th but the recovery period before I can get glasses with prisms in (to combat my double vision) will probably be about another five weeks. I can’t wait.