Spot the Ball

We used to get to play spot the ball when the football coupons came. Remember the photo that had the football removed and you had to put a cross whet you thought it was. Which has just reminded me that there used to be a coupon man. He wore a hat. I think. But I may be imagining things now. Anyways here is a wee spot the ball except i haven't removed the balls so its easier and there's no prize. I'm not sure what the prize was in the olden days anyways. Clearly we never won. I think it was maybe just a cruel attempt to get the young hooked on gambling. Ah, how the times have changed.
A quick dash down the allotment for an hour with Amun, as he has now become known, to uncover the golf balls hidden by Mr Fox and show off some fine juggling skills. There ain't much to look at but there are some seeds sprouting from the ground.
Considering hid partners had a baby and he's renovated a house and moved and I've had no achilles and bought a house and moved in the past 8 months I think we've done well that the beds are even visible.