weedacious borders

Although described as 'weeds' I didn't think the contents of these pots looked voracious or invasive enough for it to be worth the waste of sticking all the soil from these pots in rubblebags and thence in the bin so just chucked them all onto the compost heap after filtering out most of the pottery shards, corks and bits of polystyrene at the bottom of most of them. I might turn the compost heap over to mix some of the proper soil in with the grass clippings which are all the heap is usually fed, though if we get round to mowing the lawn most of the disposable clippings will be ground-elder rather than grass. Ideally I'd also like to attack the dead inner twig-sections of the buddleia with the hedge-clippers to enable the little shaded patio-area at the back corner of the garden to be of some use but that's way down on the priority list, beneath the grass which is beneath disposing of the former underneighbour's waste matter. I was mildly surprised to notice the skellington of a late christmas tree underneath one of the bushes but I think I've noticed and forgotten about it before so shall possibly forget about it again well before the bushes get all leafed-up and conceal it for another year.

After a trailer at some point quite early on last year the interesting-looking film Gentlemen Broncos seemed to disappear entirely until it popped up on the programme for the Glasgweego Film Festival the other month. Happily it now appears to be on general release (or is at least at the Cameo for the next week) and was mostly worth the wait, though almost entirely due to Jemaine Clement's sort of mumbled Matt Berry character-style pompous thing for Chevalier and the rest of the film doesn't quite hang as well as Napoleon Dynamite did around the central performances. Still worth catching, though.