After a whole lot of extra sleep (two and a half to three hours), and a reviving bacon, onion, yellow pepper and cheese omelette, Cheeky felt much better and declared himself eager to go to the farm and help his Auntie Jo with the digging. We duly went up there and spent a couple of hours with her. We set GG to work
although he did have to borrow the kids’ spade at one point! However, a bit more double digging was accomplished, so another small step has been taken on the road to readiness for planting! The other bed (that the pigs dug for us) will be nurturing the potatoes, so Jo’s hoping that she might get away with a little bit less digging on that patch, and that the potatoes will do the hard work for her! If she’s traditional, she has eleven more digging days before she should be planting on Good Friday. Perhaps if I visit again, I might even get round to wielding a fork or shovel!