August 29, 2011
Sigh. Finally went to the allotment to pick up our tools so we could hand it back. I'm gutted, but it was just *so* much work, or more accurately needed continuous attention which I just couldn't seem to give it. Didn't help that mean old Fag Ash Lil next door put all of us off going to visit it. The apple trees are dropping fruit by the bucketload and I dug up the rhubarb to stick in a corner of the garden.
There will be pie. Oh yes.