Fat bastard

I cycled up to the allotment again (get me!) and found this fat bastard staring at me - at least s/he was sitting on the wall rather than on our brassicas. So far we seem to have thwarted their knavish tricks successfully with large amounts of netting. Managed some weeding but by golly there's a lot of it to do.

Spoke with DaveH to find out that he'd been weeding the cloisters in the abbey - great minds, eh?