The tortoises have been pretty quiet for a few weeks. But they woke up and were interested in life a few days ago, so I bathed them and fed them - one wasn't interested in the food, but the other ate. I've looked for them every day since but, other than Fyodor the next day, they've stayed out of sight. Yesterday, Wince spent the whole morning building them an inside run and I, today, bought a whole lot of topsoil and got it ready for them. Then went tortoise hunting. I've found one of them, the top of his shell being 3 inches underground, the other must be close by as the earth is hard or grassed over in the rest of their secure run.
I'm hesitating. It might be quite a shock to a sleeping tortoise, to be dug up. Yet they stopped eating 3 or 4 weeks ago and it's a long time until March, if they hibernate the whole time. I was hoping to feed them up for a month or six weeks, gradually wind them down for another month and then let them sleep. I'll decide tomorrow. Ronan and the children are coming over, so I'll ask him to help me take their cold frame away, so I can get to them more easily, if I want to wake them up.
We had thought of meeting in Norwich, but it's more time efficient for me if they come over here, I'll have an extra hour or so to get on with things. I've got so much to do before I go away on Sunday. But there's no point in fussing about it. I'll do whatever I can and take my laptop with me. Can one type on a coach? I'm thinking of squirrelling myself away at the back and working throughout the journey to Cheltenham.
On another subject entirely, I have a nail that starts to split when it grows much beyond the nail bed. I can't remember ever damaging it, so it's quite odd. There isn't a visible crack, but it goes at the same place every time. So annoying. However, the success story of the summer is my eyelashes.
I'm going all girly on you, so apologies and I'll totally understand if you quietly leave at this point. But it's one of the things, when you get old, that your previously lovely eyelashes stop being lovely, but are short and stubby. Then I heard about eyelash serum - on the comments page of the Times (I've a feeling I've written about this, have I?) and bought some and, well, it's spectacular. It took a few weeks, but they are now magnificent. The other thing is eyebrows, which either get bristly and beetling or else pretty well vanish - mine were somewhere in the middle, but I'd resorted to filling in the gaps. Friends, eyelash serum works on eyebrows too. Only problem is that I now need them professionally tidied up as they're so thick. I've actually turned back time. Three cheers for eyelash serum, which is actually one of the ingredients for a treatment for glaucoma. I've stopped using it, because I was starting to feel like Dumbo, but with lashes rather than ears. I'm not sorry that I haven't found a growth serum for ears. I wouldn't mind having ears that rotated like a hare's, though. Wouldn't it be great?
I have a lot of eggs, but I also have a small, but tempting cauliflower and a lot of milk. Cauliflower cheese and a hardboiled egg? I've also got runner beans. I don't want to cook because of the difficulty of washing up, but - well, it sounds tasty. And cooking is what Z does.
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