The hottest day of the year, perfect weather for digging a pea trench. I got the usual jokes about shallower trenches in the war, digging for oil etc.
This afternoon, as the mercury touched 25°c, I was a lone allotmenteer (mad dogs etc), left hacking at clay and rock, all for a nice moist rootbed for petit pois. Trench dug, cardboard laid, wet newspaper added, grass clipping and poo dumped on top. Back filling left as an evening job for the week: perhaps when the weather cools later after Wednesday.
Consolation came in the form of a bath and a beer. Peas will follow in about 8 weeks.
