Summer boys

I have been solo parenting without a car this weekend - I don't know myself, how spoilt I am! The boys have been whinging and whining their way hither and thither but I managed to get them to the plot today despite them being quite pooped.

I think they actually enjoyed it, especially the bit when we visited the plot (I want to say Ranger but think he isn't quite that) Manager (?) Rob. He keeps chickens and one with an afro really tickled the boys, she is called Lola. His plot is super, he has crammed in all sorts into 5 rods and I felt quite jealous of what he has achieved! He was merrily digging his first earlies when we popped by.

Even more than the plot itself, I love the people there, Rob says we can go in to see his chickens anytime we like and we use another plot holders swing whenever we like too. They have a pond, which we don't, and the boys get so much from it. It is a fab place to be even if I cannot quite persuade the boys of that, at their tender ages of 8 and 5.

We watered at break neck speed today and I mowed a quick trim.

All is well and veg is ticking over. Another week will have to pass before I get a chance for a proper visit. The boys asked me today "Do you actually like Gardening Mummy?" The poor Dears just want to do anything but. They will get it one day......