The Bad Boy

This is the bad boy that was screwing up the washing machine, now replaced by a far more amenable, and hopefully reliable, substitute.
Got a text saying the repair guy was coming in the afternoon so quickly nipped up to the allotment for a couple of hours' work and ahead of the forecast rain. That's this year's potato bed ready for planting; the compost will go in when the spuds go in. But they'll need to chit first.