What a difference a friend makes.

A grand afternoon spent down t'llotment. Hot tea, homemade apple cake, good chat and dry weather aided the completion of the weed minimisation programme (otherwise known as paths)
Hurrah. Small joys- I danced along the paths. It looks like someone else's
allotment.
I contemplated having to give it up this year partly due to my endless losing battle with the mares tail and buttercup borders meaning I never got near the veg beds.
I'm glad I didn't- I just needed the right friend.
Take that mares tail.