As you can see I’m now being slave driven by the wife to dig compost and load up the raised beds without break or rest. She has told me if we do not have enough compost she’s going to murder me and put my body in one of the raised beds.

At least the beans will be well fertilised next year.

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  1. Helen said

    Or you could have just told me to stand up straight for a photo because I looked like a hunchback…

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