Phobic...

Something we haven’t told you about our resident novice Trina… is that she is NOT a gardener for a VERY good reason…

… on Tuesday we were working on the patch, scrubbing out the weeds that had started and planting the TOMATOES.

Firstly, the poor lass arrived with vertigo, so we set her to work fixing the sprinklers so as not to disturb her head too much. After finishing that, she decided her head would be able to cope with crawling on the ground taking out some of the seedlings. She did very well scrubbing out two, rather full rows of weeds when suddenly, she started screaming and hyperventilating, stood up and ran away.

Liz knew exactly what was going on, whereas some of our newer Lin and V had no idea what was happening.

… Trina is PHOBIC about ANTS!!

None of the little blighters had managed to crawl onto her, which we are all thankful for, because if that had happened we would have been in jeopardy of remembering our first aid lessons, as there was a STRONG possibility that she would stop breathing and faint… heaven knows what she would have landed on ’cos there are a fair few hazards in the area.

Thank you ants for being a little scared of Trina too ;)