The life of a class traitor and peripatetic scouser.
They're looking good.I've never seemed to master the art of vine pruning, we've managed a few bunches which seem to wither and die, but - nope, can't do it somehow!When we moved to The Turrets, there was a vine which grew all over the place, and one year, we made 5 gals of Gamay (?) wine wuich was superb, but had to be drunk young.And all this from one old vine, which used to have the cat sleeping on it where it covered an old garage roof...
Very different tableau to Liverpool in the early 80s
Hmm...that shoot should be going north-south instead of east-west. What do you have it trained on?
Trained?....you train them?....roll over grapey you sad little bugger...go north!
Wow, what a makeover.
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