Planting a hedge in a gale does nothing to improve one's (OK my) temper. As soon as I put something down or emptied a pot it blew away into the lane and I had to give chase ... most annoying. Eventually Dave managed to put in a line of bricks to stop our stony soil reaching the path and I planted the first half of the hedge, although the idea of 'dusting the roots with growing compound' was somewhat random as it disappeared on the wind. At least the weather ensured that it's well watered in.
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