Sorry if you were expecting Chicks and Bunnies pole dancing in a tree, but this isn’t Playboy and I’m no Hugh Hefner 🙂 When we left Hampshire last year the Princess asked me to take a decent cutting from the Twisted Hazel. As a bloke I tend not to ask questions, just follow orders (it’s easier that way 🙂 ) So imagine my surprise (as I had forgotten all about it) when I came home to see aforementioned cutting spayed white. It was then that I also realised why she wanted a pallet foot with a 25mm hole drilled into it.

I had been informed earlier that the Princess needed to get some Chicks and Bunnies for Easter. Okayyy I have to admit the testosterone bit of my mind kinda went down the 1970’s Playboy route, but these were the fluffy type. It was explained to me that we were to…