For the first time in years, or possibly even the first time since I started on the allotment, I feel that I am almost up-to-date with what needs to be done. I have weeded the old Forget-me-nots and Lambs Lettuce from the final bed under the current bushes, chopped it up and put it directly back on to the bed as a mulch. I have no idea whether this will work, but I don’t want to put the forget-me-not seeds in to the compost heap, to be distributed all over the plot next year with the compost. I have watered everything, again – and thanks to the dry weather everything is growing and not being eaten by snails. Which is great, even if the dry weather does mean almost constant watering. I put my chair out at the top of the plot to admire the view of Brighton in the sunshine and start watching the birds. I am no birder but they seem to be green finches, and they seem to be eating the Borage seeds – another good reason to grow Borage, if one were needed https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Borage. Eventually I heave myself up to pick some tender new broad beans for supper and make my way home. As usual I have missed the bus and walk home across the fields, serenaded by sky larks.