Home garden, Westerstraat, Enkhuizen

Last minute blip today. Seething, somewhat unreasonably, about ticking off from allotment police. Too many weeds, apparently. Some of us are not retired and don't have carefree hours to till and retill the unplanted parts of our plots. I'm still trying to get all my plants in the ground. Fume... fume...fume. Why do I take these things so much to heart?