Last week I was in a rush to take the GarlicBaby to the local aquarium. I was putting the babyseat into the taxi when I turned my ankle on an uneven bit of pavement and broke my foot. Apparently I have a Lisfranc injury, which is pretty appallingly bad when you consider that it happened so quickly. I’m in a hard cast now (and slowly going out of my mind with boredom) so it was with enormous joy that I noticed that my first seedlings are sprouting in the greenhouse! Look at that! Tiny shoots of joy and happiness. I am taking great care of my tomato, pepper, aubergine and tomatillo futures. I’ve been placed under house arrest too, until my hard cast comes off. So it’s with incredible eagerness that I await the warmer and sunnier weather because I’m calling my tiny city garden part of home and going to try to spend as much time out there as possible. Of course, I can’t carry anything anywhere because I’m on crutches, but I’ll have to demand that Mr Garlic bring me soil and seeds and pots. I’m determined not to miss the sowing season!