Sad news. My beloved pot grown Hydrangea Annabelle is has been squashed by the rain. The soft, sappy, cossetted, Miracle-Groed stems were not strong enough to support so many soggy heads. I am desolated but will now attend with emergency stakes and string to rescue her dignity. The less favoured hydrangea by the summer house is looking lean, un-squashed and smug. There is a lesson there.
I thought I would include a picture of real gardening. You know - black buckets and such like. It's not all fluffiness around here.