Tuesday, 30 August 2011


Some husbands say it with flowers, but mine chose a scarecrow and I couldn't be more delighted.

I had noticed a scarecrow on another plot and said to Steve that I'd love to have one, a; to keep the pigeons off my cabbages, and b; just for the fun of it.
Although the image of a lone scarecrow in a field is quite macabre, I am thinking of the very scary film Jeepers Creepers, and even though I loved the books I never cared for the TV adaption of Worzel Gummidge, I prefer the more positive image of the Scarecrow portrayed in the Wizard of Oz.

I had forgotten the conversation about the Murmet (Devon word for Scarecrow), so when Steve told me to close my eyes and took me outside to reveal my Birthday present you can imagine my surprise when I saw a six foot straw man standing in the drive, I was so thrilled I couldn’t wait to place him on our allotment.  

So on Sunday, my birthday we took him to his new home, dug a post in to the ground and attached him to it, and yes we have named him, he is called Mellors, in keeping, I thought with the gardening theme, although his duties will less onerous !


  1. Someone will nab that jacket - looks far too posh for Murmet!


  2. I have my eye on that alpaca jumper ;)