Making good use of the things that we find

Allotments bring out the wombling tendencies in people. This makes me smile whenever I walk past it. Knew there was a reason they were called beds.

A late photo trip today after nearly the whole day spent organising my garden shed (with the essential B&Q trip in the middle). In the taking it all out before putting it back in again I found all sorts of useful things as well as some of dubious usefulness. Another cull due shortly, but two lots of shelving and some useful hooks up (with things hanging on them to boot) have made a world of difference. I need to be able to fit a freezer in there for my huge harvests next year.

An early start tomorrow. How come packing for a trip makes me groan?