Finally got around to making my 'homegrown' Frankensteins Monster of a hydroponics kit at the weekend.
Mr. Arboc, if you're reading this...
...it pretty much takes me out of the 'El cheapo smackdown'...might explain why I've not re-visited the thread in the forum...
:-(
As an exercise in 'build your own', or DIY as the Brits call it, it was loads of fun, though.
Even Almapaprika was left agape!
She was amazed at my craft, though what she saw was a mess of air hoses and valves feeding into a bucket with a lot of little plastic soda pop bottles filled with LECA (Light Expanded Clay Aggregate) and with a little sponge in the middle.
But I shall explain this home made kit when I get a chance tonight (and when I can upload the 'how to' photos.)
It was an amazing and beautiful weekend over here, with not a cloud in the sky, and it has continued thus far today.
Shame Saturday night went down to -6 Celsius.
But other than that, perfect growing conditions!
I re-potted (to the little plastic soda pop bottles) and brought to the office:
2x Jamaican Hot
1x Aji Brazilian Starfish
The only chillies left at home now are one Royal Gold and one Fatalii. These should be moved tomorrow.
There are a couple of other seedlings left, but I have a feeling those will not make it, due to the fact that they have been in the dark (in a cupboard) for too long.
It's a shame, really, but it is down to my own incompetence.
The sunny weekend did marvels for the ones at work!
The Royal Gold there, as well as the Ring of Fire, and the surviving Trinidad Scorpion are all starting to show true leaves.
Heat and sunshine.
The best combination for plants.
:-)
On a separate, but final note:
I can guarantee England won't win the World Cup. This may sound a bit harsh of me (I like the team and all), but here's the reason why.
As I walked past the neighbourhood next to our flat, I had to cross a large group of children (probably a dozen or so between 10-15yrs old) who were playing football. As I passed by, I overheard a couple of them say (and for this, use your thickest Steven Gerrard or Jaime Carragher accents) 'Try and knock his hat off, lad!' Here I thought to myself
'Great. Bludgeoned to death by a bunch of teenage miscreants and their footballs.'
To my surprise (I say surprise because this is the country that invented the sport), three balls were kicked in my direction with my back turned to them (someone has just asked me if I own a pet...do Chillies count?)...
...not a SINGLE one actually achieved what it was intended to do.
The closest one hit my bottom...
...from a poorly placed chip rather than a powerful volley.
And I wasn't running away.
I was simply walking at a normal pace.
The poor kids were left with nothing more to say than
'Could you kick the ball back to us?'
Which I did.
When I finally walked up to it.
Now, from a coach's standpoint (I coached football for a few years), their accuracy was just atrocious, and their ability to put a ball into open space or deliver a good cross non-existent.
Which leads me to this final though:
If a dozen malcontent miscreants who obviously do nothing more than pick on people who wear trilby like hats (why? beats me...or so they tried) and who seem to play football ALL THE TIME can't grasp basic footballing concepts like the ones I mentioned above in order to hit a target, how much hope do their overpaid and equally underdeveloped counterparts going to South Africa have?
If I expect these children to deliver, then moreso their elders!
:-P
I "forgot" about the thread as well. It was no fun when you started to add up all those small expensen you have. I prefer to forget them and pretend that my crop is virtually free;)
ReplyDeleteAt least England is qualified for the World cup, and at least you see kids playing football. When I was a kid we played all summer long, now it has been years since I've seen kids playing football in the neigborhood... Sad.