I would like to make a public apology to staff on the train from Shropshire to London on Sunday evening who had to clear up the pile of compost I left under my seat. I am very sorry. I tried to scoop most of it up but there was still a mound the size of a molehill under there. It’s not what you were expecting, I’m sure. And it won’t happen again.
Basically I had a bit of a disaster when transporting the results of our Greenfingers Challenge seed-sowing task home from the marvellous Arts Alive showcase we took part in. I stacked these pots of seeds neatly in my bag.
And I nearly succeeded in getting them back to London safe and sound. HOWEVER, just as I was gathering up my things and getting off the train the bag fell from the seat – it all went slow motion as compost, pots, seeds and labels tumbled to the ground in a catastrophic cascade, ending up as a mini compost heap on the floor of the train. Sorry to everyone who planted the seeds and sorry to the train cleaners – I sincerely hope trains come equipped with on-board Dust-buster these days. And it had all been going so well. Here is a lovely message left on one of the tables after our performance, which included our Slug Rap. We look forward very much to returning to Shropshire in the autumn to do some full-length shows.