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Armed with wellies, thick gloves & pruning shears i shall enter the land that time has forgot & hope i return. On days like this i remind myself of the plans we have drawn up & imagine the beautiful veg plot that awaits me. Until then i pacify myself with a nibble of the massive juicy blackberries that are in abundance. I have had to take to wearing purple nail varnish to disguise the staining consequence of this guilty pleasure
I hope to have the majority cleared by nightfall if the weather holds, & shall finally be able to get to the greenhouse, wish me luck i'm going to need it
