Two things you should know about me:
1. I like things to have names. My car, for example, is called Pierre, and my sat nav’s name is Seamus. I even named the neighbour’s cat when it wandered into my flat one day – even though, presumably, it already had a name. I wasn’t sure if it was a boy or a girl and it seemed rude to check, so I went with the conveniently unisex Bernie. The cat didn’t seem to mind so the name stuck.
2. I’m not very good at keeping things alive. I think my record with goldfish will testify to this one. RIP Fish, Chips, Tim, Greg, Goran, Spock, Nick… (Can I just add that only three of these were my goldfish; for the others my colleagues have to share equal responsibility for their demise. And for the record, Rescue Remedy does not revive a dying goldfish. Just in case you were wondering.)
I live in a flat, and all my neighbours have a variety of plants and flowers on their balconies – in fact I think I’m usually the only person in the building with nothing on mine. So when my dad offered me some tomato plants, I decided to give it a go, although given my habit of killing things I wasn’t particularly hopeful of success.
First of all, they needed names – obviously – and between me and my mum, after a lot of thought, we settled on the highly original Tommy and Tommy. It does make differentiating between them a bit tricky but then again it’s not like they respond when I speak to them anyway. And it does mean I can talk to them and encourage them not to die. I realise this never worked for the goldfish but I’m nothing if not an optimist 🙂
And so far, it seems to be working. Despite my decidedly un-green fingers, not to mention living through gale force winds and torrential rain, and now looking slightly drunk (let’s just say it’s lucky there’s a wall there for Tommy to lean on), I’m proud to say I now have actual tomatoes growing on my tomato plants. This may not seem like a very big deal to normal people, but I’ve always been quite easily pleased.
Well done, Tommy and Tommy for surviving against the odds. Maybe it’s even time to try goldfish again?