‘Water , water everywhere , / Nor any drop to drink’ (The Ancient Mariner)
In the case of UK Midlands growers, that’s what it feels like. Many are starting to get some 'decent’ rainfall but parts of the Trent Valley in the UK are tearing their hair out. One YouTube gardener in the NE of England was saying - ‘if I hadn’t had running water on my allotment, I wouldn’t have had any crops at all by now’.
We’ve had a few showers this week but nothing really to really change the game.
How are YOU all doing?
(No, I’m not literary snob - I had to suffer that poem amongst others at school and it sticks in my mind.
The opium-smoking leisured class rhymers of the past were somehow regarded as ‘classic’ in my blinkered schooldays - I don’t know why.
Roger McGough et al make more sense, touch reality and offer some meaningful poetry.
One always takes a risk when one is heretical!)