Update.
Last year we had 6 months with no rain and the oaks are a long way from the nearest tap. I'm afraid that none of them have survived.
But the fruit trees are faring better.
Two of them didn't take at all and two have been breakfast for a deer. One is dead (the tree, not the deer, as far as I am aware), the other appears to have survived, it has new growth and blossom on it, despite the big gash in the bark. The rest are doing very well, buds, leaves and blossom.
I've planted two new cherries. There are several other cherries in the village and they are all solid, mature trees that are generous fruiters., so I know cherries thrive round here.
Nearly 50 years ago, when I started at university, I met a lass called Anne, She was beautiful, clever, funny and quirky. I loved her. But I'd never had a sister, let alone a girlfriend I knew nothing about women (SWMBO would tell you that I still don't...), and a thought she would laugh at me, so I stood by and watched John swan in, sweep her off he feet and marry her. It broke my heart.
On the day she got married, she stood there in her white wedding dress and she held my hand, She said, "Steve, you never asked". I have lived with that ever since.
John went on to abuse her trust. He led a double life, was always "working away". He cashed in the pension pot and spent it on other women. He died a few years ago with a mountain of debt and Anne had to sell the house.
All this whilst battling cancer. She had cancer four times in her life, from her 30s onwards. She beat it three timse, but last week it finally got her. She was 7 weeks younger than I am.
Anne is my life's biggest regret and there have been some. I did see her a couple of years ago, all too briefly, but at least I did get the chance to say to her what I should have said had I been more of a man and less of a boy 49 years ago. She did say that I had been her best male friend ever. I'll take that.
So today I have planted another Bramley Seedling in her memory.
I have some tree guards on order, I hope the deer don't get these.
S


