And Squarecrow Jack was born

What a scorching day (well 20 Aus rellies but hey that's great for us here!) and we had Granddad to visit so we went up the allotment. We went to a local farm who donated us some straw for our Squarecrow (a Sammy term) and our Squarecrow named Jack was born. He is a slightly dumpy and fat cricketing man with a strange shaped head. Lou and I enjoyed making him though courtesy of Daddy's old cricket whites as he is now semi-retired due to shoulder, knee and heel injuries.

Whilst Lou and I stuffed straw into old clothes Granddad used the hoe to get the big bed ready for planting and Neil watered and weeded with Sammy. It was hot work so after a bit of sitting in the shade with Sammy and discussing the sticky weeds we couldn't remember the name of, we decided it was time to have sausage sandwiches at home.

Good progress though and the potatoes had popped up again so we covered them with more soil. After lunch Neil and Granddad took Neil's homemade fruit cage up and planted radishes, onions, carrots and I think Brocolli and Cauliflower (which went under the fruit cage). All in the prepared soil that Graeme had worked on. Loads achieved today. Thank you Granddad!!!

Just look at those tree roots pulled from the newly appointed herb patch. Those plum trees have been there a while by the looks of things.
I can't wait to get up there next weekend, it gets better each time.