I would have taken my camera for a walk to share the latest growth spurts. But, we got the extreme edge of a big storm that – if the MetOffice radar is to be believed – thumped Exmoor.
It was – literally – a couple of spots.
So, the limit of tonight’s work was another 80 pints of water wheelied up to the allotment butt; a few minutes of weeding to get the worst of the rest in the Desiree bed; and, watering tomatoes, fledging peas and whatever else that is growing in the crowded greenhouse…
Oh yes, cucumbers…
