On our way to an activity farm for which we have season tickets (a very useful Christmas present from my parents), we popped into the allotment because I wanted our eldest to plant his sweet peas. Although I bought the seeds and erected the support poles, and will be the one tying the plants to the poles and watering them, it is officially in his corner of the allotment and they are the plants he wants to grow (after my suggestions were presented to him) so I want him to be the one that sows the seed. He enjoyed this and was so wonderfully gentle and careful as I told him to push a hole into the soil, take a seed from my palm and place it in the hole then cover it over. Meanwhile, my wife and our youngest were exploring, meeting Granddad who was also down there and generally enjoying seeing the labour of my hands – bare earth and an orange fence. I also took the opportunity to give the leek seed bed a quick going over with the fork. Then off to the farm on the hottest day of the year, and forgetting our hats!
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