For a month at least, Terry and I have been searching for our favourite fuchsia,Gartenmeister. On Friday, we went to the outdoor market in Ramsgate, where there is a very cheap and wonderful plant stall. Whilst I was mooching around, I spotted a Gartenmeister; just the one, which I pounced upon. We bore my precious find home, along with a couple of other purchases and this morning I proudly planted it with much pomp and ceremony. Five minutes ago, Terry said he was so pleased with our new plants and we traipsed back out to the garden to look at them again. Unfortunately, Master Bull in a china shop Wendell, charged after us and stood on my lovely plant, snapping its stem below the soil level. It was so awful and yet comical that I was gasping with tears of laughter. My poor, crushed, little treasure is no more and I must resume my search, the next time I have some spare money.
I took this photo of Wendell, before his accident!!!!!